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Saturday, April 08, 2006

Leader Sergent Major
Leader Sergent Major a.k.a. L.S.M. an appointment feared by all trainees. A L.S.M. takes charge of the company, getting instructions from the CDI and organise the men. When i was choosen as L.S.M. i was shocked and awe. That night before i took over, i had a sleepless night. Every time i closed my eyes i could hear the words "L.S.M.!" and i would wake up in cold sweat. My fears hit its climax when i took over in the morning. Standing infront of a hundred people and give them instructions made me tremble in fear. i wasn't afraid of the huge crowd, i was just not confident of myself in giving them correct instructions and screwing them up. the day started relatively well just some cock up cause i wasn't sure wad i was suppose to do but i got the hang of it. the day ended quick as i completed my csb navigation test. the highlight of my L.S.M. appointment was platoon live firing day. lots of stuff to manage and organise and timing to be met but i did it. there were some times when it was impossible for it to happen and i made it. when i stood infront of the company shouting commands i felt really good. i liked it very much. some of my friends was asking y was i smiling when i was giving command and i gave them a grin. but my nightmare came at night. the company was really tired as it was already 2am and they had to march back. the sergents was squeezing my balls to dicipline them and get them in order but the men had really low morale to do anything. and so i was scolded and scolded. i was feeling really sad. questioning myself why the 110% percent i gave was not good enuff. it was only the next day my spirit went skyhigh. organised the company to do stuff and the OC walked by me and said "ur doing a very good job." than the sgt major told me " ur probably one of the best L.S.M." Than the OC told the company the platoon deliberate attack was a success and everything was very smooth and no cock up. i was damn happy. anyway being L.S.M. has huge responsibilities. don't play play.

4/08/2006 09:51:00 pm

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