“Some people wonder all their lives if they've made a difference. The Marines don't have that problem.”
Ronald Reagan
Friday, January 16, 2009
LETTER 5, WEEK 3
Hi, I told you I'd write on Sun!! First, happy birthday Lilly and Winston, only a few days to go, bud! I hate I won't be there. I want to tell you about some of the girls here.
First, our new Guide-on, Big Lee, is about 5'9", super muscular, big black girl w/a big tattoo on her back. She's so sweet, and kinda timid though. She's always encouraging the others. We've got our FRPs (the girls that failed PT, and have been at PI for a while).
L. is a really smart girl who went to the Citadel. She's got boy short hair and at first I thought she was gay, but not now.
B. and E. are the two who can't do ANYTHING right, get us all in trouble, and have both been to the Sand Pit at least half a dozen times already.
There are a LOT of Hispanic girls here, and surprisingly enough, I get along the best with them. I've caught myself speaking English with a latin accent :) Almost all of them are Catholic, and I had a great opportunity to witness to one of them last night and she came to church today! Andrew told me to just ask questions and talk to the girls about their faith, and they'd open up to me, so I don't have to stress about what to say. He was right. She ended up asking me how I thought people could get into heaven, and I shared the verse where Jesus says, "I am the way, the truth, and the life, no man comes to the Father except through me." I can tell she's thinking about it; and it all started with talking about tortillas!
There's a girl named R. who I swear could be Shea LeBouf's twin. I don't mean it ugly, but bless her heart...
We have a girl her named C. who looks exactly like Little Black Sambo w/ short fluffy hair. She's like 4'10.
Today we drilled so much that the grime from my M16 is embedded into every wrinkle of my hand, and it's not going anywhere, either. We also learned to take apart and clean our rifles. I LOVE messing with all the parts & bolts. It's fun to assemble a machine that will work when you're done. (and secretly, I like getting the grease on my hands) It's hand AND head work, just like my job's going to be.
Church was great, and it's awesome to see all the big, tough male Recruits and Marines raising their hands in praise, singing out loud, and I've seen a few cry. At the end of the week, all the hymns and praise songs just hit you right in the heart, and everybody is moved. And since it's just once a week, you just try to soak up as much as you can.
I love you all, and I'll try to write again soon.
xoxo Ruby
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
WEEKS ONE-THREE
Boot camp is a LOT harder than I expected. The pace is very hard, and things are a lot dirtier than I thought. I'm in O company, the fittest company on the island, and with the toughest DI's (drill instructors) . There are 53 girls in my company, we have 9 shower heads, 90 secs to bathe, and we're not allowed to wash our hair or shave. Dad's right, the food is great, but we have so little time to it, I've lost 10 lbs already.
The first 2 weeks are processing and forming (paperwork and gear) I have SOOO much gear! (and an M16!)
Those who go to church have little time to write. Our company guide is really good, and she ought to be...she's been here 7 weeks already in the physical readiness platoon (where they send you if you are not fit enough to start) I like almost all the girls here, and I'm crazy about my bunk mate, who's dad was a Sgt. Major in the Marines.
My run is slow, because I am worn out. We yell 24/7. We can sometimes hear the female cadets that are about to graduate calling cadence and it gives us chills, and makes us want to graduate that much more.
The first night I cried like a baby, I wanted to go home so bad. So did everyone else. I miss you all so much.
Ruby
Tomorrow is our first training day. Today they let us wash our hair. I get homesick a LOT, but our senior DI gives us speeches every once in a while to keep us motivated. We already lost 4 girls, and there are several times when I wanted to quit too, and go home; but when that happens, I just think of walking across the graduation deck. Parris Island is beautiful! It's warm and green during the day and cool at night. I met a Christian girl and we decided to hold each other accountable while we're here.
The sand fleas are awful, I am covered with bites.
Church is wonderful, and now I get what Grant (a fellow recruit) was saying about renewal. Church here is like coming up for fresh air after holding your breath underwater for a long time.
Graduation seems like forever away, but I just go from chow to chow, and try not to think too much about it.
O Company is the Senior DI's last before she retires, and she said she'd looked forward to this company for many years, and that "we're going to be the baddest group of (blank) to ever graduate off this place!"
Tomorrow we do PT, Martial Arts, drill, and I think obstacle course. I love you all sooo much, I miss you, pray for me and send me letters as often as you can. I could use them.
xoxoxoxoxo Ruby
Hi everybody!
Guess what? Today I cut a recruits hair! And it looks pretty darn good, too. It's really short, but that's what she wanted.
You know the DI with the fake eyelashes I told you about? Well, she's here, and she has 2 sisters that are also DI's here! One is a twin!
I LOVE drill, cuz it's outside, we're pretty good, and I like the cadences. I hate the knowledge parts though. You have to sit inside perfectly still.
We wake up at 4am, and hit the 'rack' at 9pm. I think this week is supposed to be the hardest one, so we're looking up. I miss you so much, but I try to put home out of my mind while training, like they say to, but it's hard. There are two other 17 year olds here, but they say they have not gotten homesick yet.
Happy birthday Lilly! I love you so much, and I wish that you could be my bunk mate (again). I can't believe you're 15!
I love you all, and I gotta go.
Ruby