This week was eventful to say the least. From getting our backsides handed to us in P.T. to the issuance of the gear that is synonymous with being an officer, this week has chewed up most of us and even spit a few out.
This week we got some of the most recognized pieces of police equipment. We were issued our firearms and duty belts with handcuffs. These iconic pieces of equipment changed the chemistry of the whole class. As I looked around the room I notice recruits standing in a manner that can only be described as the “cop stance.” With one hip jetted out to the side and the opposite arm bent at a 90 degree angle resting on the duty belt, and the other hand on the buckle, the recruits seemed empowered by the new equipment. Others had the classic old west stance with both hands on the belt buckle with a shoulder length split stance that just screams out pistols at high noon.
It was an incredible day, described as being better that Christmas by more that one recruit. However, with this equipment comes great responsibility not only in its handling but in its usage. The class has been working tirelessly so when they are out on the street, Joe and Jane Citizen are kept safe in their community.
If you haven’t already noticed I put “Empty The Cup, Never Give Up” in all of my blogs. I do this because it is our class motto. It stands for the ability to take every situation from an open minded, hard working stand point. This class has exemplified this motto and had continued to work hard from day one. Yes we have had a few hiccups along the way but the class has bounded back every time. So as we learn more and more and near the half way point, I am reminded once again to “Empty My Cup and Never Give Up.”
This last week was a tough one for 06-BR-02. We had an exam on Monday, a quiz on Tuesday, the Mid-Term Thursday morning, and another quiz Thursday night before we left for home. I guess this is what being a recruit is all about. To ease the tension of a hard week the class all met up to have dinner at one of the local restaurants. It’s truly interesting when a bunch of people who always dress in uniform mingle in “civilian” clothes. Even a few first names pop out, there are still a couple of recruit’s first names that I’m not sure about.
This week was especially hard on me. I didn’t pass an exam. For those of you that don’t know what that means, if I don’t pass the remediation exam, I don’t get to finish the academy. The only good part about this is that I have now studied so hard on the material I missed; I feel there is no way I can fail again.
So maybe you’ll hear from me next week and maybe you won’t. If I have anything to say about it, and I normally do, you’ll hear from me all the way through to graduation. This week’s events were just another reminder to “empty my cup, and never give up.”