Day 7

It’s Sunday, and everyone is just totally relaxed. Well, except for the fact that someone pounded on our door at 0555, telling us that there was a screw-up and our DP (Dining Priority) was not at 0721 but 0621. We jumped up and out and marched to the DFAC (Dining Facility) only to find out that our student leadership screwed up, and in fact it was at 0721. But we were already there, so we had to stay in line for an hour. Nice.

We spent the rest of the day reading, studying and drilling, drilling, and more drilling. This week is the tattoo ceremony wherein we are give our “Driver’s License,” in essence permission to march as a flight without the supervision of out flight commander. In addition, I will be the flight leader on Monday (the one who calls all the commands and leads the flight, during instruction, to attention) and I need the practice. We spent hours marching around the practice area – it was awesome. We look TIGHT!

I also wrote our flight’s cheer. Remember, we are Papa Flight and our entire class is COT 10-04:

Pappa Smurf is old and short
Fat and cute and blue

Pappa John makes pizza pies
Delivered fresh to you

Pappa Bear left porridge that was
Way too hot to chew

(yelling)
And Pappa Flight rules 10-04
We’re Air Force, through and through

(flight leader): WHO’S YOUR DADDY? 
(flight): PAPA FLIGHT!