Since that time we have learned a lot of impressive things about West Point.
I am honored that my son is even considering this place.
West Point has a nobility about it that I haven’t felt at other universities.
Having not grown up in a military family, it’s strange walking around in a camouflage-colored campus where people all walk the same and salute each other.
I’m not saying I don’t like it, it’s just a whole new culture. You don’t see any dread locks in anyone’s hair or piercings or tattoos, no facial hair either. It’s a very clean-cut campus body.
West Point info we learned:
4,400 students attend
7 to 1 student/teacher ratio – This is less than in elementary school!
81% graduation in four years
Upon graduation cadets commit to five years of service in the Army – this is a very serious commitment
It’s estimated that a West Point education is worth $448,000.
Wake up time: 5:00, not 5:01, not 5:15.
It’s not pretty if you don’t wake up on time.
If Nathan goes there, it should be a VERY interesting considering time to see how he does with that.
Considering how much prodding his brothers do to get him up at 7 am, I wonder how he will adjust.
Your room stays clean. Impeccably clean.
I mean so clean not even a hair should be on the ground.
You don’t want a hair on the ground or a dust bunny or anything out of place. It’s not pretty. You will walk the plain (a large flat field on campus) or worse.
When we were walking around the campus, Mark was impressed with how many cadets called him, “sir” as he passed them by.
I only heard some cuss word while on campus.
When we visited another university, the cuss words were flying all over the place. I’m not saying they don’t use them (wouldn’t that be nice, though), it was such a totally different atmosphere.
I’m praising the Lord that I brought my trusty long undies as I was able to handle the chilly temp thanks to the layers of clothing. I wasn’t exactly working it but sometimes you have to forgo high fashion, you know what I mean?
I have cried at least six times but not in an embarrassing way. One time, yesterday morning, the lieutenant mentioned something about saying good-bye to your family and I almost lost it.
I drew a deep breath, getting ready to let loose of a few years but immediately Nathan looked over at me (he knows me pretty well) and I knew I had to try and get myself together. I sucked the tears back in and waited until Mark and I were together to let a few fall from my eyes.
We are awaiting news on his eye exam and physical so he hasn’t been officially accepted yet.
Nothing is a done deal yet.
However, I have to accept is this – I have to accept and yield God’s will for my son’s life whether it’s at West Point or somewhere else.
The Lord and not me, determine my precious boy’s future. We are earnestly praying and if I get ahead of myself, I’m a wreck but if I stay in the moment, I can handle things. It is obvious the Lord is using this experience to make us lean into Him more and more.
We pick Nate up at 1 pm and we’ll learn more about his overnight time with a cadet. Check back for more details as we continue on this incredible journey.
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