Lets see if these make you happy, than ill try and remember more.
Bootcamp, Augost 2005...
We were practicing infantry warfare in open terrain. Before practicing as a section, each of us very young very dumb new soldiers practices alone with a Srgnt... The Srgnts like to put some pressure on us. They are not allowed to fire over our heads, so they throw rocks at us, kick sand in our faces, and hit us over the helmet with sticks...Exept one srgnt. He has a briliant idea. He likes to take the water cantins out of your vest and pour them over your head while you practice imaginery contacts...
Its a stupid but refreshing habbit. Than one of my friends practices with this srgnt, and gets the expected shower- at which he shouts-
"Sir, it was filled with juice!!!"
I never put anything but water in my cantin again...
Somewhere on the Lebanese border, early 2006:
I am guarding the base. It is the middle of the night and Im dead tired. I decide I have to do somthing to keep awake. Against all regulations(but according to common practice
) I open a bag of sunflower seeds and start cracking them in my mouth and spitting the shells. I eat all 500 grams of the seeds by the next 4 houres and than I am replaced by another guy. Before I go to sleep I have to go and have an officer clear my weapon with me(we were guarding with loaded weapons). I go and find the Bettalions Personnel Officer. She is a nice girl and is happy to help me get to sleep fast(although it is not her turn to clear weapons). As I pull the cocking handle of my Galil SAR a haill of spit-out sunflower seed shells is ejected. I look at her and say very calmly- "Wow these SAR really pick up wierd dirt"
...Luckily she really was a nice person
Bootcamp, Augost 2005...
We were practicing infantry warfare in open terrain. Before practicing as a section, each of us very young very dumb new soldiers practices alone with a Srgnt... The Srgnts like to put some pressure on us. They are not allowed to fire over our heads, so they throw rocks at us, kick sand in our faces, and hit us over the helmet with sticks...Exept one srgnt. He has a briliant idea. He likes to take the water cantins out of your vest and pour them over your head while you practice imaginery contacts...

"Sir, it was filled with juice!!!"
I never put anything but water in my cantin again...
Somewhere on the Lebanese border, early 2006:
I am guarding the base. It is the middle of the night and Im dead tired. I decide I have to do somthing to keep awake. Against all regulations(but according to common practice


