The culmination of all our efforts...of 42 weeks of training...all on that parade square under an azure blue sky. Even the sun smiled at us as we marched up to our places, in our smartest No. 1 uniform, mirror-shined boots, peak cap and chromed bayonets, studs and horseshoes clicking on the hard pavement of the parade square, synchronised movement which flowed like poetry, singing which shook the entire parade square. What more?
Rifle salutes performed in absolute synchronisation. One slap on the handguard, one report of the studs on the pavement. One resounding sound from tapping the M16 butt on the square. Standing rock-still during the presidential inspection. Our national anthem. Our pledge to the President, and our resounding 'Yes, sir!' to his Declaration. Advancing in review order. The slow march (who could forget?,) the changing of shoulder boards...that proud moment when your parents stepped back leaving those golden bars upon your shoulders. Throwing the peak cap and celebrating all that's happened and celebrating all that's to come!
Also...to all my friends who came down...seeing them, and knowing full well that many of them came just to see my 1 hour of fame on the square...it was touching. I guess i was just too high to cry...I'm just so thankful to see them there...so, so thankful...
Of course, everyone said it was good. I think we were below par. I won't be telling you why though...it'd be a spoiler!
Commission loh...I just found out that i'm on EX SHIELD on thursday and friday. Goodness...as if things couldn't get any crazier! I'm only a 1-day-old officer! But as they say, learn on the job...I just hope that i can live up to what we have sworn to the President and live up to all the expectations and obligations.
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