12
October 2014
The
Honorary Marine
I
sit in my office pretending to nap so I can reflect on my young life.
I am only 7 months old (okay, okay closer to 8 months) but I am a
marine. If I didn't pretend to sleep under one of my brother's desk I
would never get time to reflect, too many people want to rub my
belly. My name is Pvt. Smedley Butler. I am named after the great
Marine with the same name. I went through rigorous puppy training and
on September 11, 2014 I walked down Reaper Hill with my boys after
they finished the Crucible. I was given my very own Eagle, Globe and
Anchor making me a Marine. I was a bit excited to get my new title
and nearly dragged my two legged walking mate down the hill. On most
days I like to visit the recruits and bring up moral. I let them pet
me and snuggle me. They often pretend to be tough but in their hearts
they are all softy momma's boys. I am usually very well behaved but
sometimes I like to test the recruits by going into their bunks and
taking off with their socks. As I lay under the desk I can't help but
be proud of all the boys that become men here. They challenge
themselves sometimes to the breaking point and they do this for their
country. I am proud to now be a Marine with them, the bulldog mascot
of San Diego! Oorah!
13
October 2014
Orange
and Yellow
They
tumbled down from the tree like flakes of snow without the chill.
Scattered all along the ground, the orange and yellow leaves left a
blanket of color on the dying grass. The children run about the yard
with rakes creating an enormous pile of fallen leaves. To them the
pile is as high as the sky. It dazzles them to see their creation of
golden colors. They drop their rakes and for a moment all is frozen.
After a few seconds laughter and glee fill the air as they run
towards the pile of leaves. Like an explosion, orange and yellow
burst into the air as children piled into it. As if they could not
get any happier, they throw the leaves and fill their rosy faces with
toothy smiles. Fall is in the air and the trees danced in the
laughter of the children while it sprinkled leafy toys down to happy
faces.
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