For the past 3 months, time has really flew. I can't imagine myself scaling through this 3 months in a flash. Thinking back, i guess that this few months were really fruitful, whereby i have learnt tonnes of stuffs, and have gone through a series of emotional feelings.

My first batch in 5th company, the 01/11 batch, has really impacted me alot. I still remember the lull period in fifth coy before the batch starts, and everyone is talking about how i am going to get bullied by the recruits, and how everyone will think i am a welfare sergeant and start climbing over my head.

Then, the next thing i knew, i have embarked on a punish er mode for the next 2 months. Every single mistakes shall be corrected, every wrong must be right. Punishments are dealt out swiftly and harshly, but with just.

But throughout every day, every week, i have participated in the training with the recruits. I put on my camouflage with them, went through route marches with them, ran with them during their IPPT, and last but not least, endure the 5 days of parade rehearsals and the final 24km.

I am not trying to create an image for myself, nor i demand respect from everyone. I am doing this simply because i think it is part of my job to do so. Some may be postulating that my drive to train the recruits will wane off after a few months, but i believe otherwise. I am bound by my own principles and ethics, and i do not believe that something that i strongly believed in, and is strongly imbued in me, can be neglected over a few months.

Now, my recruits have been posted to different facets of the SAF, be it as a store man, or an officer cadet. I am proud of them, albeit all those nonsense they have given me during their 9 weeks. I am always asking myself, '' how is it possible that a batch that make me so angry almost everyday can cause me to miss them so much?''

Don't get me wrong, i am not getting emotional. Instead, as many of you may not believe, i have gotten over them and is quite excited over my next batch. Nevertheless, i hope that my recruits shall always remember that every drop of sweat, every drop of blood that they shed, are part of a toughening process, as a 5th coy warrior.

Damn, i really love 5th coy, for its philosophy is almost similar to mine. But then, i just got this weird feeling that, this is not permanent. everything ends, and i guess, i really do need to learn how to draw a line between myself and those people around me. I hate the feeling of leaving, i really do.

aLm0nD~cUsTaRd blogged @ 10:51 PM