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Chapter 3 The Orientation Camp

Word Count: 1034    |    Released on: 28/06/2025

Corps lodge, signaling the start of a new day. The ai

ts and shirts, several hijabs for prayer, and other personal belongings carefully packed in a

had come to know, she was given directions on how to get a bik

sina, the wind carrying sounds and scents unfamiliar yet alive. When she

fluttere

spaces, and sentinels in uniform standing watch at the gates. The soldiers were

icers. Their efficiency was brisk but welcoming. Within moments, she was regis

anized chaos - rows of khaki shirts, canvas bags, boots, socks,

es folded neatly in her arms. She was assigned a room to stay in - a modest space wit

o many faces like hers, each with their own story, gath

s nearby urged her

e shirt and shorts were crisp and new, but the sensation was unfamiliar and uncomforta

t she reminded herself quietly - this was a sacrifice, a rite of

y, the sharp sound of a bugle sliced th

e camp, a summons f

. The bugle's call meant one thing: failure t

ghtened her shoulders, and prepared to

ad truly begu

nd the faint rustle of new uniforms. Ameerah joined the flood of fellow corps members w

aughter bubbled here and there, some looked around nervously, while oth

of solitude lingered at the edges of her mind. Thi

hers - soft, flowing, and gently pinned over their freshly issu

she greeted, her v

laam," came th

lowed - where they were from, how long their journeys had taken, what they'd packe

es pa

the soun

officers in navy blue, and members of the Man O' War dressed in their signature black T-shirts and jungle boots. T

oldier with a voice tha

mand - and it silenced the crowd l

r instructed, pointing in sh

ctions - but soon the bodies moved in rhythm. Lines took shape. White shirts gleamed under t

fficers stood tall like guar

e a new

rt shirt climbed onto a small platform - the camp director. His expressi

, scanning the sea of fresh recruits. "Welc

ts. Some clapped. Some whistled. O

test your patience, your discipline, and your spirit. You are no longer c

e pride of standing here, the nervousness of what lay ahe

iforms clung tighter. But t

ad ar

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