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Close Order Drill
How Marines transform me into we.

From the very first day of training to the final march on the graduation parade deck,
every recruit practices Close Order Drill, the precise method of marching in formation.
Though no longer used to align combat formations on the battlefield, Close Order Drill
still has several practical purposes today. In addition to providing a standard, orderly
manner for unit movements, it also teaches discipline, instills habits of precision and
automatic response to orders, and ensures new team and squad leaders become
accustomed to issuing proper commands assertively. Marines have always been
known for their flawless execution of drill and for their exemplary leadership skills.

Before


Marine recruit platoon on drill field at MCRD, San Diego, CA

After


Marine platoon on drill field at 2nd ITR, Camp Pendleton, CA

Drill...Drill...and more Drill.

POINTS TO PONDER

If you cannot walk together, you
cannot work together.
Yogi Bhajan

Those who shall not learn to obey shall never
be in a position to command.
Yogi Bhajan

The synergistic equation is 1 plus 1 equals 11.
When this synergistic equation is applied, the 'me' perspective
morphs into the universal 'we' perspective. The result is each action is
accomplished exponentially for the common good.
1Plus1Equals11.com

Close Order Drill
Historical Background


General von Steuben with General Washington

The current U.S. military Close Order Drill is still based on the contributions of General Friedrich von Steuben, a Prussian Army officer who served as a volunteer in the Continental Army. He is otherwise known as 'Savior of the Army' for his leadership in organizing American troops in America's Revolutionary War.


von Steuben instructing troops

During their 1778 winter quarters in Valley Forge, Pennsylvania, von Steuben taught a select company of 100 soldiers close order and musket drills. During this process, these men experienced working together towards a common goal where their individual 'me' became their collective 'we'. These soldiers, in turn, taught the remainder of the Continental Army, which in turn endowed the Army with the vision and determination to overcome many hardships with dauntless courage and sacrifice. The rest is history.

See von Steuben's 'The Blue Book' - Regulations for the Order and Discipline of the Troops. See how Khalsa Women transform 'me' into 'we' next. --

TESTIMONIAL

Sat Nam. This is a testimonial from a former resident of the Denver ashram that was discovered online by my wife. It is one of the very few accounts I've ever heard that has also experienced a spiritual insight while performing Close Order Drill.*

"One of the highest spiritual practices I ever did was Close Order Drill
at the Denver ashram. I learned so much about responding over reacting
-- about authority over disrespect -- about the other over the self. Thank
you, Hari Singh Bird, the greatest spiritual teacher I ever had." -- Henry Melito

Reading his account causes me to reflect on my training and experiences with COD in the Marine Corps, and when Yogi Bhajan requested that I go to the Phoenix, AZ and San Francisco, CA ashrams back in the late '70s to lead COD during morning sadhana. It also makes me wonder why this is not a part of today's 3HO/Sikh Dharma experience as when Yogiji introduced it to the women at KWTC many years ago. I've often wondered to if people understand the technology and its role in teaching leadership skills.

*TRADITION AND DEFINITION OF
CLOSE ORDER DRILL

One of the cornerstones of Marine Corps customs, courtesies and traditions is our execution of close order drill and ceremonies. These traditions are perpetuated from one generation to the next through constant use and practice. The “esprit de corps” of every Marine has been brought about by their ever-present feeling of pride, not only in their unit, but also in themselves. The preservation of traditional discipline, our customs and courtesies, and the heritage of our Corps is our duty. It is our further duty to see that the same high standard of discipline and esprit de corps is not only preserved, but also further strengthened. These intangibles must be passed on to the future Marines who will take their place among the ranks of our Corps.

The object of Close Order Drill is to teach Marines by exercise to obey orders and to do so immediately in the correct way. Close Order Drill is our foundation of discipline and esprit de corps. Additionally, it is still one of the finest methods for developing confidence and troop leading abilities in our subordinate leaders. -- MARINE CORPS DRILL AND CEREMONIES MANUAL

"Those who shall not learn to obey shall never be in a position to command." -- Yogi Bhajan

Memories of my experience with the
Women's Select Rifle Drill Team

By Siri Atma Kaur Khalsa

My transformation from me to we at
Khalsa Women's Training Camp 1978
(KWTC is now the 3HO Women's Camp)


Siri Atma Kaur Khalsa

I take my place an arm’s length distance from each lady on both sides of me. We are to line up by height and I think I should be before Prem Siri Kaur but her turban is such a smokestack it makes her about an inch taller than me. I am twelve years old.

“Eyes, Right,” the drillmaster calls.

We snap our heads to the right, adjusting ourselves ever so slightly so the only thing I see is my own shoulder and the next person’s body at firm attention.

“Attention!” he calls.

We snap back, arms down and eyes front. Today we are starting the Select Rifle Drill Team. Only fifteen ladies from the whole camp will work with Hari Singh for hours each day, learning tight maneuvers and fancy steps, how to follow orders on the clip, turn on a dime, and handle those beautiful white parade rifles. Every morning after Sadhana, for the first week of camp, all the ladies march in formation to the call of Hari Singh’s cadence. The Siri Singh Sahib (Yogi Bhajan) says we should master this marching ("If you cannot walk together, you cannot work together.") to get our minds disciplined and clear so we can follow orders precisely, without hesitation. Most of the ladies hate it. I hear them groan and moan about the forced marches, sometimes at double time, up Shady Lane and down the dirt road from the ashram, over the dead frogs squashed by the tractor and through clouds of red dust. Yesterday, somebody even fainted while we were all standing in formation. I guess they think it’s hard - either the physical exertion, or the mental focus. It’s clear they don’t like being ordered around, by “that man”, no less. Hari Singh is the only man allowed in camp, other than the Siri Singh Sahib, that is. Maybe that’s why they don’t like it, because they have to take orders from a man during these sacred, women-only weeks.

I love it! I’ve finally found something in which I can excel at this camp. I’m good at precision, and I even like the discipline. If I know what I’m supposed to do I have no problem focusing and following through. I’m kind of scared of Hari Singh, but it makes me want to do my best. It feels so great to know that I’m looking good with my Khalsa sisters, so beautiful in our white bana, standing tall like soldier saints. Marching all together, even though we are fifteen, it sounds like just one pair of feet. I even like that it’s hard. I revel that I can do this; that I can push through the heat, the sweat, the exhaustion, and the challenge. I can coordinate the difficult moves, too - even with the rifles. My favorite is “With a Twirl, Left Shoulder, Right Shoulder, Arms! ... and Pre--sent, Arms!” It took so many tries for all of us to get that move together but when we did, wow, it felt so great, like we were all part of one intricate machine, a Swiss timepiece, with each part moving exactly together (see photos). We knew we looked good. We were proud. See US Marine Corps Drill Team.

Every day, the Select Rifle Drill Team, those fifteen of us that got to use the parade rifles, worked with Hari Singh for an additional two hours. Usually it is during the morning classes. I don’t mind missing gurmukhi class - I can already sound out the phonetic script. I don’t really get much out of the discussion groups with the other ladies either, they are always talking about how their husband does this, or their husband does that. I don’t have a husband yet, and thank God, won’t for a very long time. So I march. One day, Hari Singh has us marching up and down Shady Lane, even though it was the middle of the day, (not early morning after Sadhana, when there aren’t any cars). He orders me to stand guard, at attention, blocking the road so no cars can come by. The team is marching up and down the street moving to the complicated drill calls. Another lady is stationed at the far rear to block any traffic from the other direction.

I am incredibly nervous. “What if a car comes and wants to get through?” I think. “These Espanola people won’t put up with this. We’re blocking traffic. We should get out of the street.”

But my commander has given me an order and I have to stay firm. In parade stance, with my feet firmly planted, shoulder width apart I hold the rifle with both hands diagonally across my chest. I look straight ahead, focused on the horizon, down the street towards the intersection with the highway. Soon, a car turns our way. It is a purple low-rider, crawling slowly towards me. I can hear the stereo pumping a low base. I can feel the surprise, incredulity, even hate, seep from the occupants towards me.

“Stand your ground,” I hear Hari Singh shout to me.

I continue my resolve. I don’t look at the driver, just hold firm to the rifle. It is solid wood, but maybe the driver will think it is real. He blares his horn and yells at me. Will he run me over? Will Hari Singh come over and talk to him or move the ladies out of the way? The honking, the shouting, and my monkey mind keep going. My body is shaking with fear. After what seems like an eternity the purple car backs up, does a quick U-turn and speeds out of there leaving a cloud of dust. I stay at attention and let out a huge exhale of relief and gratitude.

Hari Singh calls the team to Halt, and orders me back to the formation. At attention, we all listen as he praises my steadfastness, my focus, and how I caused the gangster-type, low-riders to retreat since they knew they had no chance against a strong Khalsa woman. I feel eleven feet tall. --

       

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