Jump school

The hardest three weeks in my life had to have been going
through Jump School. Jumping out of planes always sounded like a good time. I
never really thought I’d get the chance to do it. Jump School was known as one
of toughest schools the Army has. I was so nervous, I had no ideal what was
instore for me. Once I got there ,the instructors gave everyone the weekend off .

We were told to be ready for week one, “Ground Training”, on Monday morning.

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” Ground Week “,the first weeks training, was mostly a
physical challenge. Everywhere I went I had to be running. If I was standing, in
line for chow, I had to be running in place. In between the running, they filled the
day with tumbling and rolling, to practice my falls, in saw dust pits. Being August
and very hot ,the saw dust stuck to me like breading. I had saw dust coming out
of my ears by the time it was over. This doesn’t sound like it’s to hard but try
doing it over and over again, my falls had to be perfect. Once the weekend
came around again, I was ready for the rest
The second week, or “Tower Week”, was more of a mental
challenge. I thought the running part was over ,but unfortunately the runs got
longer. The first tower was the Five Foot Tower. From this tower I jumped to the
ground and rolled away .The next tower was Fifty Foot Tower, a challenge just to
look over the edge. I was hooked to a parachute harness, that attached to a
cable. The cable ran down a slope to a hill about one hundred feet away.

Jumping out of the tower I raced along the ground till I came to the hill, where
someone stopped me. The final tower stood two hundred feet tall. Standing at
the bottom and looking up was enough to scare anyone. The instructor lowered
a parachute on a cable from the top.I was then strapped in and raised to the top.

At the top, after a count of three, the cable disconnected and I was free to fall
two hundred feet in a parachute. After getting comfortable with this I was ready
for the next week.

“Jump Week”, is the final week of training. I was so excited
to finally get to jump out of an air plane. During this week I had to make five
jumps to pass the course. The first jump was the easiest for me, I was so scared
I didn’t have time to think about what I was doing. Before I knew it I was floating
above the ground at about a thousand feet. It was such an emotional
experience, to know that I can push a side my fear and do whatever I want.

Every jump since that first one scares me, but the rush to push myself anyway
makes it worth it. The last four jumps of the week went great, I was still in one

Graduation was on the next Monday. I felt so proud to have
made it through and to be getting my “Airborne” wings. Being Airborne in the
Army sets you apart from everyone else. Having the Airborne wings ment you
pushed your self to that extra mile. When the General pinned the wings on my
chest I think I had a tear in my eye. Once the ceremony was over, I sat in my
room with a smile on my face knowing I could do anything I set my mind to.

As you can see Jump School tests your physical, emotional, and mental
capabilities. After finishing Jump School I can sit back and say it was one of the
hardest three weeks of my life. It taught me you have to work at the things you
want no matter how hard it seems to be, it makes attainment that much better in
the long run.