Last year, I was a freshman. I was in the shooting club. Every day after studied. I and my friend had to practice. Senior would carry bottle of water 1.5 litter and 2 bottles. There were move and move steps to follow. Sometimes we were late. We didn’t practice. They would punish us by crouching down on the ground. Then they were upset. We didn’t like them. But,when we were seniors. We knew that everything. They have done was just the role. It was regards. It was love. If I could go back in that time. I wouldn’t have felt bad for them.