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TRACEN Cape May, N.J. |
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QUEBEC 182 WEEKLY JOURNAL |
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Tuesday 03Nov09 a room full of young adults were swapping stories of where they were from, playing gaming stations, and surfing the web in a room in the Philadelphia airport. All of us were extremely diverse with different pasts and backgrounds however there was 01 thing we all had in common, and that was where we were going. Loading on the buses a couple of us were nervous but for the most part it hadn’t completely set in on us that in just a short time we would have 03 large men in our faces yelling and screaming at us for every little thing we did wrong. We had entered the gates of the United States Coast Guard Training Center. This was the beginning of week 01. All of us filled out a large amount of paperwork went through an assembly line of medical staff for shots, and had uniforms issued to us with Company Commanders in our faces. We thought it was tough then, boy oh boy were we wrong. 06Nov09 November 6th 2009 was when the fun really started. That afternoon at 1300 we met our Company Commanders that were going to take over and mold us into Guardians. They were much tougher than our previous ones. Pushups, crunches, squats, and flutter kicks are our morning routine and disciplinary actions for all of our wrong doings. As much as everyone around us and The Company Commanders try to drill team work in our heads we are still struggling. With short time requirements for all of our tasks most are still looking out for themselves and right now we look like a school of fish out of water. Week 02 We started week 02 on the wrong side. All of us are in shock with the new environment and still have not managed to get ourselves together. We have a large company of 97 recruits and are still struggling to do simple things like sounding off and refraining from touching our faces. We have already learned a large amount of information and we are only in week 02. 07Nov09-16Nov09 Our Company’s title is Quebec-182 and still going in week 02 we are having a large amount of issues. The teamwork in the Company is not improving, we still continue to have issues sounding off, and our self discipline is all over the road. As our lead Company Commander Chief Stanton and Assistant Company Commanders Petty Officer Rosas And Petty Officer Garcia put it “Christmas came early” this week. We were issued our pieces. About 9 and a half pounds of torture! We were taught a couple drills with them and when our self-discipline or lack there-of our Company Commanders order us to get our pieces out and then make us pay. Which causes just about everyone in company to sweat! It was not quite a “Merry Christmas” for us. In these past couple of days the weather has been anything but nice. It hasn’t stopped raining and the winds here are strong. When marching in formation we all struggle to keep in step and align to the right. Though we have gortex jackets and pants on we are pretty much we from the moment we get up till we take evening muster. We have already lost a couple shipmates. 02 unfortunately due to medical reasons and 01 gave up on us. Training is tough but we are pushing through. This week we learned how to greet our Chain of Command properly and no longer use sir or mam sandwiches. Last night began our watches, for our first couple of watches we will be breaking in with N-182. Basically what we do is wake up sign in and patrol the building to make sure nothing happens. We also walk through the squad bays to make sure our shipmates are not out of the rack. Today is Sunday and everyone looks forward to this day. We have about 05 hours to get our uniforms and racks squared away, shine boone dockers, study or required knowledge, and attempt to write a letter home. Mail has just started arriving and those who get it are ecstatic. Tomorrow begins week 03 and the rumor around the company is that this will be one of our toughest weeks. So nobody is looking forward to what tomorrow brings. |
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