Steve Rogers (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
heroic_jawline) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomhigh2016-03-11 12:55 pm
heroic_jawline) wrote in fandomhigh2016-03-11 12:55 pm
Entry tags:
20th Century American History, Friday, March 11, 2016
Today the students were back in the Danger Room, on a military obstacle course.
Steve, dressed in military khakis and an SSR shirt at least two sizes smaller than he should be in, squinted at them into the glare of the fake sun. "Welcome to boot camp, recruits," he said. "At the time of the Pearl Harbor bombing, there were only 450,000 members in the Army, Navy and Marines. By the end of the war, there were more than 12 million. How did we turn regular Joes and Janes into military ready combat troops?" He waved his hands at the organized chaos around them. "This. We'll skip the part where they gave you terrible haircuts and go straight to the exercise."
And sooo much marching.
After vigorous calisthenics, the students followed Steve through five mile hike up a huge hill (so fun, right?) in heavy boots, a full backpack and an unloaded M1 rifle. He then pointed them toward the obstacle course: wooden fences to climb over, ropes to climb up, barbed wire to wriggle through. "Welcome to the Army, kids," he said dryly. "Get to it."
Steve, dressed in military khakis and an SSR shirt at least two sizes smaller than he should be in, squinted at them into the glare of the fake sun. "Welcome to boot camp, recruits," he said. "At the time of the Pearl Harbor bombing, there were only 450,000 members in the Army, Navy and Marines. By the end of the war, there were more than 12 million. How did we turn regular Joes and Janes into military ready combat troops?" He waved his hands at the organized chaos around them. "This. We'll skip the part where they gave you terrible haircuts and go straight to the exercise."
And sooo much marching.
After vigorous calisthenics, the students followed Steve through five mile hike up a huge hill (so fun, right?) in heavy boots, a full backpack and an unloaded M1 rifle. He then pointed them toward the obstacle course: wooden fences to climb over, ropes to climb up, barbed wire to wriggle through. "Welcome to the Army, kids," he said dryly. "Get to it."
March five miles!
Re: March five miles!
Maybe Mabel would make some up. And sing them. Loudly and obnoxiously.
"It's exercise some people hate!
But Fandom High will make you great!"
Re: March five miles!