Sunday, June 13, 2004
46 Bronco~ Thru Thick & Thin~~~ w/o me for now....
oh man.... all my memories of life in my army unit are coming back again... Fond memories of days when every1 stuck up for 1another. The days I went thru with my fellow sergeants, be it good or bad, are still so fresh in my head. That pain from all the suffering, & the warmth that ur camaraderies give u when they're there, are all so vivid. We all formed eternal bonds thru hardship.
Guess some of you already noe that 46SAR was an extremely ill-managed battalion(i do whine quite abit aye). Chain of commands are broken all the time, even by the authorities themselves. Lack of cohesion among the different ranks. Inconsistent instructions and orders. Trust me, the list goes on. No 1 was at fault, it was the sys, and most of the men were still veryvery immature. If u think army makes men outta boys, think again. It only makes men outta boys who wanna grow up.
I'm not being egoistic or self-centred by critising those above and below me, but the situation was so. The men wun work, and the superiors din lead. In the end, the middle management does it all. Yet, in those times of adversity(woo.. sounds kinda exageratting), all the Comds stuck 2gether...
When our men failed us, we backed up 1 another. When our superiors failed us, we all fell 2gether. We gave every1 the helping hand they needed. Some lost their strength and will to go on, some juz lost hope. But at the end of it all, every1 tried. I could nv be more proud of any1 than these pple.
Its been a yr since I ORD... A day after this faithful day, my army buds are all gonna meet up back in camp. As much I desire it, I am not able to join them. I can imagine how reluctant they are to go back, yet also excited at the same time, excited at the chance of meeting each other again. I know that they're worried about how the sys is gonna let them down again, and how history would repeat itself. However, I also noe that deep within, they noe that they have 1another to count on. This may sound ludicrous, even to myself, but I sincerely wanna do reservist. At least my heart tells me so.
Going thru it with friends whom you've grown to trust and depend on over 2yrs, rather than with a bunch of strangers. Perhaps I'm juz stubborn, and dun wanna move on, but its juz how I feel... The bonds have been forged, how am I to let go so easily...
Reality bites... Its staring right at me, and I've gotta face it... I'll nv be able to brave thru mountainous tracks with my band of brothers again... Those days will live 4eva as memories... Mere memories....
Guess some of you already noe that 46SAR was an extremely ill-managed battalion(i do whine quite abit aye). Chain of commands are broken all the time, even by the authorities themselves. Lack of cohesion among the different ranks. Inconsistent instructions and orders. Trust me, the list goes on. No 1 was at fault, it was the sys, and most of the men were still veryvery immature. If u think army makes men outta boys, think again. It only makes men outta boys who wanna grow up.
I'm not being egoistic or self-centred by critising those above and below me, but the situation was so. The men wun work, and the superiors din lead. In the end, the middle management does it all. Yet, in those times of adversity(woo.. sounds kinda exageratting), all the Comds stuck 2gether...
When our men failed us, we backed up 1 another. When our superiors failed us, we all fell 2gether. We gave every1 the helping hand they needed. Some lost their strength and will to go on, some juz lost hope. But at the end of it all, every1 tried. I could nv be more proud of any1 than these pple.
Its been a yr since I ORD... A day after this faithful day, my army buds are all gonna meet up back in camp. As much I desire it, I am not able to join them. I can imagine how reluctant they are to go back, yet also excited at the same time, excited at the chance of meeting each other again. I know that they're worried about how the sys is gonna let them down again, and how history would repeat itself. However, I also noe that deep within, they noe that they have 1another to count on. This may sound ludicrous, even to myself, but I sincerely wanna do reservist. At least my heart tells me so.
Going thru it with friends whom you've grown to trust and depend on over 2yrs, rather than with a bunch of strangers. Perhaps I'm juz stubborn, and dun wanna move on, but its juz how I feel... The bonds have been forged, how am I to let go so easily...
Reality bites... Its staring right at me, and I've gotta face it... I'll nv be able to brave thru mountainous tracks with my band of brothers again... Those days will live 4eva as memories... Mere memories....
# posted by emoboy @ 6/13/2004 11:24:00 pm
