At West Point, the cows (juniors) will be hazing the plebes (freshmen) a lot... There are lots of different methods of hazing us. They range from restrictions on how to eat my food, who I'm allowed to date, and even how much sleep I get. The most infamous method of hazing, though, is the book of knowledge. The book of knowledge is (you guessed it) just a book filled with facts and songs and poems etc. It's about the size of The Stranger, and we have to memorize everything inside of it. This includes how many lights are in the lunch hall, how many lights were in the lunch hall 20 years ago, word for word and letter for letter the preamble to the constitution. If I'm ever asked certain questions like "How is the cow, plebe Murray?" my answer has to be, "Sergeant, she walks, she talks, she's full of chalk; the lacteal fluid extracted from the female of the bovine species is highly prolific to the Nth degree!" That's a little ridiculous isn't it!?!?!?!?!?
That's just memorizing stuff, the hard part is when I can't answer. If I ever answer a question wrong or don't know an answer, I have to accept whatever punnishment that cow wants to give me. It might be 20 push-ups, it might be 70 push-ups, it might be two minutes of plank. Whatever it is, it's bound to suck... I'm terrible at memorizing things so I better get in really good shape soon ^^
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