1. US ARMY ROTC CAMP


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    I was asked to take cadre command over a summer Army ROTC boot camp consisting of college-aged kids. I knew that the program was open to both girls and guys, but was surprised to find the competition so strong, especially from the females, for scholarships. The girls were supposed to be equal to the guys, but it didn’t take long for me to figure out that while the guys were physically stronger, the girls were more skilled in the mental challenges associated with decision making tasks. Towards the end of the training cycle, the first group of about one hundred kids camped out in what is called a bivouac. The girls seemed to band together to get things done quicker and seemed to be more organized than the guys. While guys were fiddling with tent erecting, and figuring out how to get a good camp fire going, the girls built one big lean-to and had a roaring fire going, within minutes of us setting up a base camp. I was pretty sure it didn’t meet Army standards for a bivouac, but I wasn’t going to be the one to break up their happiness. As a company commander, I was responsible for making sure things ran smoothly. For the most part, Army drill sergeants ran the show on a daily basis and I only had peripheral contact with the cadets- mainly those in a leadership position. A couple of tag-along privates erected my general purpose tent in the grove of trees separating the girls’ camp from the guys. In the past, we had mixed bivouacs, but because of issues with the guys and the girls ...
    ending up in each other’s tents, Army Command decided to separate the bivouac camps, by sex. I sauntered over to the ladies’ camp and found them cheerfully sitting around chatting and finishing off a big cauldron of chicken soup. They offered me a small bowl, but I declined. Wandering back to the men’s side of the camp, separated from the female side by a grove of trees, I found a groups of guys paired off in smaller groups of two or three, arguing over who would gathered up wood for a camp fire. I retreated to my tent, after walking around a bit and checking on things. I settled down on to my Army cot. I was just about asleep when a female cadet flipped opened the tent flap and stuck her head in. “Sir, can I have a word with you, sir?” she inquired. I immediately recognized Cadet Milowsky’s familiar face. I had first noticed her when she stepped off the bus, several weeks back. She was about 5’6, maybe one hundred and twenty pounds and strikingly beautiful but slightly naive with short hair, a buxom blonde from upstate Wisconsin. She had served as a cadet squad leader, platoon and leader and I was hoping to have her take on a cadet company command in the next week. She was one of the few cadet women, who could hold her own, with the guys, and she had an attitude and a mouth, to match. “I grew up on a farm with five brothers,” Cadet Milowsky had once told me in passing, after she had beat out a strong cadre of guys on an obstacle course. “Come on in cadet,” I replied. I sat ...
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