
All the local kids home on their lunch break--they refused to leave me alone, so I had to choke one (just kidding). I'm still not sure exactly what they wanted, although that little kid on the far left went ecstatic when I gave him a bottle of water (which another kid later tackled him for and stole it). Candy made a few of them go away, but not many. One kid handed me his English text book, and asked me to read it. I was happy to, and then translated the text back into Arabic, much to their surprise! Eventually the sergeant next to me convinced the parents to round up the kids and bring them inside, using........questionable methods.

"Ninja", this guy has split personalities. He's just a regular soldier over at the IA Battalion HQ, but half the time he's convinced that he's a Ninja Master, and then he's a pilot the other half. He likes to talk our medic, who's Korean, about kung fu masters and UFC championship. The funniest part is that he says it in Arabic, with a Japanese accent. The tab on his left arm says "Special Forces"...yeah right

Doc and a few of the guys in the back of an MRAP singing Queen. Not a moment goes by without singing or random Star Wars trivia in the back of the truck. Always fun, but it can be frustrating when trying to maneuver a platoon!
1 comments:
Tom -
The picture of you with the kids is just wonderful. I have sent it to all of our friends, and Julie has posted it in several places as well.
Talk about a great poster!
Love -
Dad and Julie
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