Today is not a Training Day. Please make sure to pass along from these letters anything you want, because I only have time to write to one person and only barely that.
All recruits look forward to three things: chow, church and hygiene. We get about an hour a day also to square ourselves away, and this time is often taken away because someone was stupid so we scuzz (sweep the floor with small hand brushes) instead. That sounds like this:
DI: Scuzz brush to bulkhead! (wall)
Us: Scuzz brush to bulkhead aye ma'am good evening ladies!
DI: Ready?
Us: Pain!
DI: Move!
Us: Discipline!
For church on Sundays we get a huge block of free morning square away time. I use mine to iron my cammies, fix myself, then go to religious education and then Mass.
Things are very hard but much better. The initial shock has worn off and things are falling into perspective. At first we'd wake up the first few days just trembling, but now it's not really any big deal.
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