Descriptive Essay, Team Leader Essay

DJ Wisland
WC Invention Essay
Team Leader
    With sweat dripping from his chin as his chin almost touches the ground, and his ridiculously muscular arms push him back up from the ground and his arms straighten out and back down again with the speed and precision of a sewing machine needle as he was doing push-ups. Team Leader Robinson’s muscles are gigantic. He’s a drill sergeant for Fort McCoy, a military base located 10 miles outside of Tomah, WI. That man has been to the other side of the world and back again.   He isn’t scared of anything, fearless, and he makes sure we know it. Robinson is taking control of me and eighteen other cadets to turn us from disrespectful teenagers that don’t value anything, into well respected men that live by life long values.
    On base, he is a tight fit, cameo covered, Sergeant. He always has his shirt tucked in; pant legs within his boots, wrinkleless from head to toe. Not a single defect in his uniform at all. His shirt always looks too small because of his bulky shoulders stretching, almost tearing, it in two. Robinson is a well respected, high ranking marine, who takes care of himself, physically and mentally, and makes sure we know better than to disrespect him, anyone around him, or anything of that manner. That soldier lives by military rule and everything that comes along with being in the military. He would do anything for his country and all of us know it, including turning all of us screw ups into respected teenagers. We live by five core values while we are living here on base, discipline, integrity, courage, honor and commitment, and we will take them with us when we leave.
Six and a half years ago, while in boot camp, he drilled me and eight-teen other cadets for not working together. I had woken up that morning expecting it to be a good day; unfortunately, I was wrong. From the moment I heard him yell, “Get up,” I could tell it was going be one of those days. I...