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Personal Narrative: My Experience In Basic Training

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In Basic Training, I were the student platoon sergeant and Floor Commander during my Advance Individual Training. My previous two units I held the position as a Team chief where I also received my Master Degree, Security plus certification, completed (BLC) Basic Leader Course and got promoted to sergeant.

I spent countless hours volunteering in programs; such as, the Battalion Good Neighbor Program, coaching unit men basketball team, assist in coordinating Annual Interdependent Festival for kids and Adopt A Pet.

I were a member of the Upward Bound program and played AAU basketball. In high school and college I were the Captain of the varsity basketball team and received the awards for Most Improved, Most Valuable and Defensive player. Lead

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