What are your best memories of NS?
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Seeing so many bad things about NS , the bashing and the mistakes and the punishments , anything good which came out?
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If nobody posts here in 24 hours time , i will assume that nobody likes NS.
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I got the commissioner's award during my service in the SCDF.. so yeah ! Best memories !
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Marching to the cookhouse in company level while singing the Infantry Song.
I always got a chill down the spine. Especially the 'brothers in arms' part in the chorus:
From the land, air and sea
We will strike our enemies
They have called us the queen of the battlefield
We are brothers in arms
We are brothers proud to be
We are the first, the one and only Infantry -
Booking out
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getting my guards tab.... but it turn out to b sai kang tab now..
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when mi step up to take back my pink IC
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my entire ns stint gave me good memories. but yeah, my days in OCS were more memorable. those instances of being tekan-ed together, enjoying a peaceful time cooking maggie mee under the moonlight while harbouring at night out field in ROC, uncontrolled navex at peirce, ROC and Lancer, JCC, commissioning parade rehearsals, nights off eating at the cadet mess canteen, etc...
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auntie !! chicken chop noodle 2 plates with extra egg !!Originally posted by wuming78:my entire ns stint gave me good memories. but yeah, my days in OCS were more memorable. those instances of being tekan-ed together, enjoying a peaceful time cooking maggie mee under the moonlight while harbouring at night out field in ROC, uncontrolled navex at peirce, ROC and Lancer, JCC, commissioning parade rehearsals, nights off eating at the cadet mess canteen, etc... -
Have, getting to camp needs to squeeze If cannot board, take alt sv then walk 750m into camp
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Field camp in 1993 January somewhere in ulu mandai area. Heavy rain and we r having our lunch. Standing in the opening area wifout any trees/shelter. Holding our mess tin, die die must finished eating whatever in our mess tin. That included the rain waters mix wif our rice/vege. While all 3rd-Sgt/SSG/2Lt/Lt lookin at us( recruits) laughing loudly.
KNNB***SAF -
In Camp, lucky to have good ppl around...
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I just feel that in BMT was my best of the best memories i can ever have.....the Unity...one for all, all for one....(Well, a couple or two are not so...anyway, fcuk him)...
Especially smokers, the unity's so damn strong...it's really One For All, All for One...
Road-March- The Unity of helping out one another to go thru the journey...
SOC- Racing against one another, especially to compete n see who's the fastest to clear the Jacobs Ladder..
Live-Firing- The session of waiting for your turn to shoot: Toking cok & eating tibits...dunno why that time i like Snickers so much...now..yucks..
BIC/BAC/Field camp: Commanders pour water on dry mud to make it more muddy n order us to crawl over; Sleeping on muddy n puddles of water during field camp; "White ghosts" during field camp;
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oversea training R & R.
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I always loved stargazing, especially when I was Guard Comd.The little carpark infront of my guardroom was a nice place to just sit and gaze at the stars, and once or twice, some astronomy-minded guard would just come by and we would end up arguing over what constellation it was.
Watching SG Idol in the canteen of BMTC 1, during my recourse days.SSM came over and made a bet with us over who would win, but he and the "council" of CSMs later left, because they needed to observe the 24km POP march downstairs..
Now that's privilege, esp when you go back to Tekong not as rank privates but as 3SGs with appointments -
made new friends.
used to be quite shy and quiet, now more open up.
more disciplined.
understand about power and responsibilities. -
Nothing gd there, i think the last day before i clear my leaves is the best or take pink IC also the best. Other den tat, all wasting time, n crap.
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That sounds like a good memoryOriginally posted by Manager433:Field camp in 1993 January somewhere in ulu mandai area. Heavy rain and we r having our lunch. Standing in the opening area wifout any trees/shelter. Holding our mess tin, die die must finished eating whatever in our mess tin. That included the rain waters mix wif our rice/vege. While all 3rd-Sgt/SSG/2Lt/Lt lookin at us( recruits) laughing loudly.
KNNB***SAF -
Shooting infusion lines into my buddy's arm.
Having my buddy shoot infusion lines into my arm.
Ahhh..... blood. -
in the showers.... all naked... playing.. the 'TRAIN GAME'
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decided to post this separately... hopefully it can inspire response.
i particularly remember...
at ROC, at a harbour area. i and my good friend were placed at the front, guarding the entrance to the harbour area. so we got a clear view infront of us, esp cos our harbour area was not raised ground. so in the night, the two of us took out our mess tins, maggie mee, cooked them, and shared, while chatting under our breaths, admiring the nite sky... ahh...
at the same ROC, harbouring beside a temple. and true enuff to our preparations for rain, it rained - poured. so i practically spent the night, every now and then pushing the ground sheet we put up as shelter, to clear the water accumulated on it, lest the whole thing collapse on the weight of the water, while my buddies (incidentally one of them was the same good friend from above) beside me were sleeping soundly!
at ROC (again), our first delay mission, when i was the MG gunner, and almost died carrying the damned gun walking from the foot of the mountain all the way to almost the top. then if tt's not enuff, before i could rest, was asked by my buddy to help write Ops Order for the delay mission, to be presented in the middle of the night! oh well... wat r friends for...
den at ROC yet again, one of the last missions (advance i think), at night at the harbour area. was resting halfway when was woken up by another friend to help write his Ops Order. and it was a damned cold night! so there i was freezing away, with equally frozen brains, trying to write the orders for him... then my wind comd walked past and saw me and commented my friend was very cruel! heh...
at lancer, jcc, when nite falls at 7 - 8 pm and everything goes dark. nothing else to do, striken with hunger, so went to sleep at 8 pm, or rather, forcing myself to sleep, while listening to the prayer sounds from far far away... every now and then will wake up hoping its the morning, only to discover its like 10 pm, 12 am, 2 am............
lancer jcc, mount biang... those incredibly almost vertical parts of it.. den the almost vertical parts of it again but this time while we are making our ways down! harbouring at a bamboo plot beside the tributaries of batu apoi, and another time beside a little waterfall, amongst rocks and stones, under the moonlight. imagine - the sounding of rushing and falling water throughout the nite and first thing you wake up in the morning! you would have thought you were living in wonderland!
the wonderous and almost indescribable feeling when we finally swam across batu apoi, which marked the end of the jcc. and the same feeling when we finally reached base camp. and the same feeling when we bathed after reaching base camp. and the same feeling when we saw and ate proper food after that! -
u 1st guards or 3rd guards?Originally posted by mr_sotong:getting my guards tab.... but it turn out to b sai kang tab now.. -
Getting my Pink IC!!! ORD LOH!!!
and...everytime i completed an exercise. one less exercise to go through, one day closer to ORD!!!
oh...and explosives. don't think i'll get to touch explosives in my life ever again...had a good time with explosives -
Preparing Armour Family day at Sentosa in 2000. We have to stay on the beach to be guard dogs for the stuff. Group of us just chat into the night, quite nice until our S1 started quaralling with one of the sergeants.
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getting my pink ic, h/o my armskote ic duties, ndp 2002... really seen and felt and heard the fireworks live
