Me: I think I want to go to military school.
Friend: You wouldn’t last one week at military school.
Me: No, I’m serious. I think I want to go to a military college.
Friend: I’m serious, too. You wouldn’t last one week.
Me: I bet I would.
Friend: I bet you wouldn’t.
Me: Oh yeah? How much.
Friend: Twenty-five bucks. Twenty-five bucks says you can’t last a year at a military university.
Me: Oh yeah? You’re on.
So for twenty-five bucks and a lot of guilty-talk from my mom like:
*You’ll have to wear camouflage? Joy, people will think you’re a boy.
*Your kids (I was 19 at the time, remember!) will get picked on in school. People will say “Your mama wears combat boots!” (I’m serious. This was an actual argument against me attending military school.)
But I was not to be swayed. $25 was mine if I could just make it through a year of military school. While the experience was not all fun and games, and there were a lot of tears and threats of quitting on my part, I MADE IT!!!!!! I completed my Rook year at Norwich University!