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A Fine Line - Between Chaos and Creation

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy; I don't mind, I think they're crazy...

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Sunday, Week 2 - What Cadets/Military Has Taught Me
One week successfully down! Here's hoping I can keep this up.

Now, without further ado:

3. How to literally sleep anywhere (OAT, ONS, bunk beds, floor at the LHQ)

One of the fun things about cadets was definitely all the opportunities we had to go places - there were the OAT weekends (outdoor survival-type weekends; discontinued for sea cadets since 2008), the YAG weekends (Yard Auxiliary Generals - these were small-craft on the water training; these were de-commissioned in September 2008, when the now current Orca-class vessels were brought in), the citizenship and sail weekends staying in HMCS Esquimalt's officer quarters, and the summer training centres where we spent anywhere from two to seven weeks living there.

As such, over the years, I've developed a skill that's incredibly useful - being able to sleep just about anywhere. Whether it was the cold bumpy spring ground on OATs, the narrow, crampy bunks on the YAGs, the rock-hard creaky bunk beds at HMCS Quadra CSTC, the marginally better officer quarters at HMCS Esquimalt, the couch in my corps' office space, or even the floors at my corps' building (I can't count the number of times I slept on the floor on regular training weekends before I became a senior cadet [thus getting upgraded to one of the few rooms that had a couch], or even in my Supply office when I became an officer) - I've slept on a great deal of uncomfortable spaces, and have learned to put up with it. I'm not saying I get the world's greatest sleep under these conditions, but I can at least sleep at all.

4. To appreciate fresh air/being outside

As I mentioned above, stints at summer training centres (HMCS Quadra specifically for me) for course all the way up to staff could last from two to seven-ish weeks, give or take a few days. For cadets specifically, you were living in a large communal wing that housed up to 40-50 people at a time - even if you had all the windows opened as far as possible (and you usually did), it got unbearably stuffy in there really quickly. As such, you learned to stay out of the blocks as much as you could, only going in when it was either curfew (half hour before lights out), or when you had to do your uniform/shower and such. If you did it properly, you could even cut down on that time indoors by polishing your boots outside, but that required extra care.

Either way, though, who knew that cadets would not only be able to get me to do what my mother had been telling me to do for years - go outside and get some fresh air - but that I'd do it willingly?

Tomorrow is Monday, and you know what that means - Book-Wrecking! :D

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My grandfather used to say much the same about sleeping anywhere! He joined the Navy in 1922, at the age of fourteen, and retired in 1958, when he turned fifty. He also said that the war taught him to sleep standing up, but admittedly that's probably a talent he could cheerfully have done without. ;)

Wow! My great-grandfather was in the British Navy for a period of time, but I've never heard many stories about that. My dad was in the Army for about a month or so before he left, though - told me stories of how he'd make his bed for inspection the next day, then sleep on the floor underneath it to keep it neat for the morning. :P you'd never get away with that now; safety hazards and fire regulations and all.

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