I'm too tired...
And if I have my friends' backs, then they better have mine.
Just finished my assignment about something that is important to me and what it symbolizes.
My Combat Boots
There are a whole heap of thins in my life that mean a lot to me. And some of these “things” in my life that mean a lot to me. And some of those “things” that have real meaning are not necessarily “things” either (i.e. people). But I digress. Specifically, something that has a lot of special meaning to me would have to be my old pair of Marine Corps issued combat boots. Not only did I receive them from a special friend, but it also gave me a strong taste of what is to come in my future pursuits. So to me, my boots represent my dedicated pursuit of becoming a United States Marine, the though rugged and adventurers side of me, and a means to literally and figuratively “move forward” in my life.
When I received my boots, I became the happiest guy in the world. My friend (who is now an U.S. army officer) gave them to me because the pair no longer fit him. But before he joined the army, he was a guy I was dead sure would enlist in the Marines. His enthusiasm for the Corps just motivated me and made the Marine Corps more appealing. But when he went to college and “went army”, that completely shocked me. Fortunately, there was a silver-lining to this: him giving up that dream of becoming a Marine literally filled me with this burning desire to get in and be the biggest, baddest warrior there is, just to better myself and be a part of a brotherhood that my pal is completely missing out on.
If you have ever seen combat boots before, you can tell they are a distinct type of foot wear. It’s as if they have a specific attitude that just jumps out at you and screams out “MANLY”. Every time I see them lying around, they just draw me in and almost force me to put them on and go run outside to who-knows-where. Humorously, they are the “primary motives or transpirations” for a standard grunt, which is what makes me feel so close to my dream job. Each time I have them on, they motivate me to push myself farther than I would normally go (but with their added wait, I have to actually push twice as hard). My boots are practically a part of me.
These are my boots, there are many like them, but this pair is mine…