Molly and Michael moved down the road to Parris Island to become Marines. They marched, marched, and marched every morning. First, they mapped out their mission. They moved on their bellies in the mud. M-16 rifles were readied to aim at their mark. Bang, the marksmen never missed.
The master of Martial Arts moved with kicks and jumps. The Marines modeled his every move. They were matched against each other in a competition. Molly threw Michael to the mat. Michael mirrored the master’s best move to win the match.
At midday, the Marine recruits munched on meatballs. Then they mopped the mess tent floor until it was clean.
The Marines ran a marathon through the thick, wet marsh. They meandered through a maze. They mounted ropes and muscled their way to the top of a mountain.
They made it to the finish line, and melted to the ground in the hot sun.
On graduation day, Michael and Molly motioned to the master sergeant with a salute. They merged together onto their marks for muster. They stood straight and tall. The major general shook their hands and gave each a medal. Now they marched as United States Marines.
THESE PICTURES ARE FROM MY GRANDSON'S MARINE GRADUATION 8/28/2009. WE'RE SO PROUD OF HIM. HE'S THE CUTE TALL ONE.
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