Hallo ihr alle da draussen...Tja, wir sind endlich soweit...i passed the course...had this little certificate presentation ceremony on Tuesday and we also got for free a pair of 2LT epaulettes...finally...the ranks have arrived...i think i shall wear them with pride (yeah like which officer doesn't) so...it doesn't mean that you are all-powerful, omniscient. It means increased responsibilities and also a little reminder that no matter what, you still have a lot of learning to do.
Until you become a senior commander, that is. I don't think Chief knows a lot too...but that's besides the point.
Anyway, tomorrow i move back to OCS in SAFTI for the commissioning parade rehearsals...apparently this is some new policy by CO OCS...okay lah, i don't mind. But the fact that HOTEL *shriek!* is ALSO in SAFTI at CTC (Company Tactics Course) doesn't bode too well does it? Well for one she could spring a surprise on us and give us those lengthy talking sessions or maybe conduct a 5-minute stand-by universe?
Nein! Ich will nicht...Trotzdem ist nichts dafür zu tun...So i shall be staying back in good old Delta. More crazy days, i think...it'll be good to see the instructors like Tiger, Terence, Angster again, but i can't help but feel that it'll be awkward with the infantry cadets. Not that i don't know them - hello, it's my old wingline...but it'll just feel...awkward. Mal schauen! Anyway it's only for 2 weeks...
Commissioning parade on the 23rd January in the evening!! Mit dem Abwarten bin ich ungeduldig, will aber die neue Verantwortung nicht an mich zu tragen...
Had BEC (Battery Endurance Course) today. Okay lah. FA and Liaison found it killer but i think us FATA guys did quite well...mainly because deployment drill is like five times more killer than BEC...But let's see what we did. Combat swim. 5-klick fast march. Deployment exercise. 2-klick SOC. Actually...it was quite crazy lah...i was dying during the fast march because i couldn't catch up - couldn't match the timing! Then during SOC because of the extremely long rundown there were people falling out here and there...insane folk like Jason screaming but hanging so so tightly to what he held dear - the trophy. The glory of winning. The knowledge that no matter what you stood up in defiance of the odds and made it.
Kleine Helden...little heroes...we are all little heroes, aren't we? Teaching each other little lessons of life, opening new doors undiscovered or shut off to others...stepping on new grounds. Giving that human touch which most of us all lack. A listening ear...Sacrificing for others...Healing with music or words...i don't know, but we are all little heroes deep down. Think about it. Who has touched your life? Made changes? Left you a better person? Little heroes - they may not always be seen or even felt. But think about it and you will see them...clearer than glass...
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