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Captain Alan Wiernicki teaches the third-year course. Today, a pretty light day by his standards, involves a “Jeopardy!”-style review of the science of tactics. Wiernicki assigns captains and, as he says, “just like fifth grade gym class,” the captains pick teams. “Rafi” says William C. B. Taylor ’04 before anyone can say anything else. Everyone laughs. Apparently this was the obvious first pick...
...from the instructor, and after a slight chiding for unpreparedness, he ends class with a few minutes to spare. The army cadets amble down the street in the drizzle to indoor physical training or “P.T.” They’re lucky to get the gym today—usually they’re outside, even in the cold...
...which happens to be the biggest net beneficiary of E.U. subsidies - trying to convince its voters to make the E.U. harder for other small nations to join. Different place, same cold feet: it's evening in Skaradki, a tiny village near Lodz in the Polish heartland. The primary school gym is decked out with bunting and tables are groaning with homemade sausages and dumplings as about 450 people from all over Poland gathered for a farmers' congress toss back vodka at a rate their visitor cannot match. Danuta Hübner, the demure and determined Polish Minister for European Affairs...
...forum, held at the Albert H. Gordon Track and Tennis Center gym, attracted about 1,500 students—500 fewer than in recent years, said OCS Recruiting Director Judy Murray. Murray attributed the decline to the forum being held on a Thursday this year, rather than the traditional Friday...
...want to spend fifteen minutes a day applying all this gunk only to look fourteen again? Suddenly, all the angst and agony of my early teens came flooding back. Putting aside the nightmarish aesthetic trifecta of braces, pimples and school uniforms, there were also the socially horrific memories of gym class, trigonometry and that embarrassingly cliché infatuation with Tom Cruise. The fountain of youth may have been discovered—and bottled at just $80 a pop—but I was not ready to partake of the elixir (or rather, the exfoliant). I left the launch with...