My Journey

From mind to paper and back again.

Activity 21.2 – Through lines

on February 20, 2009


The room is cold, sat in front of me are three tables and at each table a high ranking officer from the wing. My nerves kick in as I stumble over my words, attempting to answer the questions placed before me. My nice suit and well done hair and make-up are unable to hide my current state. Word count 57

As I get changed I know the cadets on squadron are going to have a shock. All new they’re not used to seeing me in the uniform of the RAF, a uniform I haven’t worn for a while and feel good putting on again. I feel smart and confident. Word count 49

Standing on parade for the last time at the squadron, many expectant faces looking back at me, waiting for me to speak. The tears are welling in my eyes as I receive a bunch of flowers, some lovely cards and a new diary. I vow to keep in touch with them. Word count 51

My Through Line is cadets.


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