One day, I found an old album of photographs from my cavalry days and, dispite despite the many years that had passed since then, a particular picture brought me back many memories. I was leaning against a big rock, loaded with equipment, and looking exhausted; after all, I slept badly (or, "I did not sleep very well")had spent during the previous four nights badly asleep. It was the last day of field training and I had just finished a rappelling down the waterfall a few minutes before nightfall. I posed for the photograph at issue and left forthwith to meet my companions. We were late and were overtaken by the complete darkness. We lost the trail that led to the camp, and so we walked aimlessly in a the dense woods until we were rescued. As punishment, they denied us took out our dinner and some precious hours of rest. Immediately, they ordered us to follow for a long march at dawn inside (not sure what you mean by inside; do you mean indoors perhaps?). Even as I walked, when I would close my eyes for a few seconds, I still dreamed and woke up, in for the trembling of my legs. But, we still had to crawl through an open field, in a furtive progression manner/fashion/way, to a hovel trimmed and watched in the middle of nowhere (I gather from this that you were on watch ie guarding in the middle of nowhere, but I am not sure my interpretation is correct). Near sunrise, we reclined down upon a slope to watch a detonation. In the blink of an eye, a huge cloud of dust rose, even before the noise of the explosion reached our ears. Then, the trucks picked us up and took us to a quick breakfast, for we would still have to march until to the regiment (or, do you mean barracks perhaps?) where our folks and friends were waiting for us. It was a surprise party celebrating the end of yet another achievement in our lives. It’s a simple memory, but it means a lot to me.

A good One and simple Great Piece of Memory!

One day, I found an old album of photographs from my cavalry army days. Cavalry = soldiers who fought on horseback!  You are too young to be in that age!  , and Despite that  the many years that had passed, a one particular picture photo brought me back many memories. I was leaning against a big rock, loaded with equipment and looking exhausted. After all, I had spent four nights badly  in fretful asleep.

It was the last day of field training and I had just finished a rappelling down the waterfall a few minutes moments before nightfall. I posed for a picture before the photograph at issue and left forthwith heading off to meet my comrades companions. We were late and were overtaken by the complete darkness. We lost the trail that led to the camp and we were lost and walked aimlessly in a the dense woods until we were rescued/found.

A good one and simple memory! A simple, good memory.

One day I found an old photo album album of photographs from my cavalry days, and despite the many years that had passed, a particular picture brought me many memories. I was leaning against a big rock, loaded with equipment and looking exhausted. I had not slept well in four nights. after all, had spent four nights badly asleep.

It was the last day of field training and I had just finished a rappelling down a waterfall a few minutes before nightfall. I posed for the photograph at issue and left forthwith to meet my companions. We were late and were overtaken by the complete darkness. We lost the trail that led to the camp and we walked aimlessly in a dense forest woods until we were rescued.

As punishment, they took away out our dinner and some precious hours of rest. Immediately, they ordered us to follow them for a long march at dawn inside. Even as I walked, when I would close my eyes for a few seconds, I still dreamed and woke up with my legs trembling in the trembling of my legs. But, we still had to crawl through an open field, in a furtive progression, to a hovel trimmed and watched in the middle of nowhere.

Near sunrise, we recline laid down on a slope to watch a detonation. In the blink of an eye, a huge cloud of dust rose, even before the noise of the explosion reached our ears. Then, the trucks picked us up and took us to a quick breakfast. for we would still have to march until the regiment where our family folks and friends were waiting for us. It was a surprise party celebrating the end of yet another achievement in our lives. It’s a simple memory, but it means a lot to me.

Near sunrise When the sun broke over the horizon, we recline down on descended a slope to watch a detonation. In the blink of an eye, a huge cloud of dust rose, even before the noise of the explosion reached our ears. Then, the trucks picked us up and took us to  for a quick breakfast, for we would still have to before marching until the regiment to where the rest of the regiment was to meet our folks families and friends were waiting for us. It was a surprise party celebrating the end of yet another achievement in our lives. It’s a simple piece of a no-frill memory, but it means a lot so much to me.  Or, "It's just a simple photo that brought back so many memories that meant so much to me."