Feature photo by: OCdt Mackenzie Allan
…The cadets see the Kingston Police arrive at the dock, waiting for the ferry to come back. Sirens blaring and lights ablaze. They also see four police cars heading over the bridge and over to RMC…
‘The race is on through the grounds of this historic military college, not only to have the most unique skylarks but to be remembered forever. The cadets want to go down in history but will it be for their greatness and team work or for the danger they put themselves in? With only so many months to make an impression, the skylarks are bolder than ever before. Fun or dangerous, the cadets are skilled and unstoppable.’
Boom! The water explodes as if a cannonball has hit it. The people on the ferry to Wolfe Island turn their heads to the water. Another yell comes from the Military College, and there are students dressed strangely in dark green and black paint on their faces. “Fire!” one of the students yell. Sparks and puffs of smoke came from two of the cannons on the hill. Those cannons couldn’t possibly still be working, could they? The people on the ferry don’t see much until the water near the ferry explodes again as if hit by two more cannonballs in the back and middle of the ferry.
For the five nine squadron cadets on the ferry, the time after the explosions in the water passed by in a blur. One second they were leaning over the side and throwing small pieces of potassium into the water, far enough away not to cause any damage to the ferry of course, and the next second the ferry is blaring its horn and turning around back to Kingston. The passengers are screaming and yelling at one another; multiple people run up the stairs to reach the captain.
The cadets see the Kingston Police arrive at the dock, waiting for the ferry to come back. Sirens blaring and lights ablaze. They also see four police cars heading over the bridge and over to RMC. Out of the five cadets on the ferry, there are two second years, two third years, and a fourth year. Taking charge, fourth-year Daniel Glen makes his way through all the other passengers, yelling about their cars and their valuable time. He reaches one of the police officers, trying to calm down a mother who is somehow holding onto four children.
“It was us,” he says, “it was a joke.”
The police officer and the mother turn to look at this cadet in his civilian clothes and before the police officer can say anything, the mother starts yelling a string of almost child-safe curse words at him. The police officer rushes cadet Glen off away from the crowd before he gets attacked by the mother.
The cadets were escorted back to RMC in police cars and into their squadron commander’s office. Captain Rodney Rousseau called an emergency squadron meeting in Currie Hall asked his cadets a string of questions as calmly as he could. Including, “what did you think was going to happen when the ferry thought it was under attack from the college?” and “where in the world did you get the potassium?”. But some questions are better left unanswered.
Second-year cadets Owen O’Connor and Thomas Kim stood outside their door at ease in their fours and gaiters with the rest of their squadron. Kim doesn’t see anyone around them at the moment inspecting them and without moving his head or eyes he says, “I thought it was funny.”
Second-year Monica Laboule standing almost directly across from him stifles a laugh, “I think it was funny, too” she said. The people around them do their best to try and not laugh but within thirteen seconds the hallways of Haldimand are filled with the cadets’ laughter.