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RMC…still doing it right

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From the RMC club newsletter (http://everitas.rmcclub.ca/). A ‘rook’ is a new officer cadet at military college, who had not yet passed through recruit term (orientation week) and is not yet an official member of the cadet wing.


Forget your own pleasures. Find your own potential. Forget your own pain. FYOP. These acronyms are some of the few that describe RMC’s First Year Orientation Program. 5 weeks of what some cadets are dreading and calling a living hell, and of what some others are cherishing and embracing. Personally, I believe FYOP is everything mentioned above.

During my first two weeks at RMC I took it for granted. My flight mates and I were living relatively stress-free and frivolous lives. But on the first day of FYOP we were caught off guard: 2 minutes to change from PT gear into combats. 5 minutes to ready up a room for inspection. The length of one song to wake up, make your bed, shave, go to the bathroom, get changed into combats, AND have the rest of the room ready for inspection in the morning. It wasn’t until we were pushed to our very limits under such intense pressure that the rest of my flight mates and I discovered that there was something else within us. Something beyond the pampered and worry-free lives we used to lead. FYOP is truly morphing and shaping us. We are leaving a normal, ordinary life behind; the journey to becoming dedicated, fierce, and responsible Canadian Soldiers began with FYOP and for many of us, that journey has no end.

Perdre. Oublier. Potentiel. Ardeur. POPA. Programme d’Orientation de Première Année du CMR. Ces mots ne représentent qu’une fraction des 5 semaines passées dans POPA. 5 semaines dont certains cadets détestent et décrivent comme étant l’enfer, alors que d’autres chérissent et apprécient chaque moments. Personnellement, je considère POPA comme étant tout mentionné ci-dessus.

Pendant nos deux premières semaines au CMR, mes membres d’escadrille et moi ont menés des vies assez relaxes. Tout a changé le moment que nous étions devenus membres de POPA, surtout les temps accordés: 2 minutes pour changer de vêtements d’éducation physique en combats. 5 minutes pour préparer une chambre pour une inspection. La durée d’une chanson pour se lever, faire son lit parfait, se rasée, aller au toilette, se changer en combats, ainsi que d’avoir une chambre complète prête pour l’inspection. Ce n’était pas jusqu’à ce que nous nous somme faites poussés à notre limite sous un tel montant de stress que nous avons tous découvert quelque chose en notre intérieur. Quelque chose qui surpassait no vies frivoleuses et sans-soucis d’auparavant. POPA est véritablement en train de nous changer. Nous laissons nos vies ordinaires et normales dans le passé; le voyage pour devenir de véritables Soldats Canadiens, fiers et féroces, est commencé avec POPA et pour la majorité de nous, ce voyage ne finira jamais.

25937 – Michael Lachance – Escadron 6, ROMÉO Flight


Written by sameo416

September 20, 2010 at 3:48 pm

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