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Sunday, Week 7 - What Cadets/Military Has Taught Me
Week 7! I've got two more cadet/military related things for today that I most definitely have not been putting off writing for the past hour and a half!

13. To appreciate bunk beds

I'd used bunk beds before being in cadets - being in a family with 6 kids, it was kind of inevitable that we'd have acquired some at one point. But I didn't fully learn to appreciate them until I was in cadets. See, the bunk beds have multiple uses, which makes them functionally indispensable as a fixture in your living space.

As a table: When you're bunking in the mass cadet blocks, there are no table surfaces. You want to find something in your locker, you're looking at either dumping your stuff on the ground (not recommended, as these buildings are at least 50 years old, and the most cleaning they get done during the summers when they're in use is a daily sweeping), or the bottom bunk of the set of beds immediately beside. If it's yours, or if you're on good terms with your bunkmate - you're golden.

As a storage space: The lockers are narrow. As such, you usually can't fit everything you've brought with you in your locker, and the rest has to stay in your suitcase/luggage you brought with you. Where does this sit, you may ask? Under your bed - the only place it can stay without it being in the way/being deemed a fire hazard.

As a hangout space: You didn't want to stay in the blocks to socialize anymore than you had to, but when you were in (after curfew but before lights out), you had to have some place to chill that wasn't the floor (uncomfortable + ugh). Bottom bunks doubled as socializing spaces.

You learn to appreciate the power that comes with a top bunk: Granted, it was never as fun having a top bunk during the 0500 fire drills, but overall, a top bunk was by far the better of the two - nobody sat on it/dumped their things on it without asking (I had that happen one summer by a bunkmate who seemed to think it was their right to use my bunk as their table without asking); therefore, it always looked better for inspection. The power!

14. To operate a VHF radio

One of my actual achievements from cadets: I am the proud holder of a Restricted Operator's Certificate (Maritime), which is the fancy but official name for my VHF radio operator's license. This license is something that everyone operating a small vessel within 25 nautical miles from shore must have; you're not legally allowed to operate a vessel if you don't have a licensed radio operator on board.

Also, as soon as I did the study to get this license, I became aware of everything people do wrong when they use radios of any kind in movies/TV. Whyyyyyyyyy? People just don't care enough to do the homework on this sort of stuff, I guess. :(

The only photo I could find of me actually using a radio. Better than nothing, I suppose!

Book wrecking tomorrow! So excited. :D


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