On Patrol: Pt. 9 – Machine Guns

Hodgepodge
Kenis and Sprig leave to go back to work. Kenis appears to be mature and very responsible. Later, I see her manning one of the machine guns on the bridge wing. Spring’s duty station is at the radar repeater on the bridge, where she continually examines and evaluates the complex hodgepodge of light pips in front of her, representing ships, islands, reefs, and small boats in the nearby waters. On an almost minute-by-minute basis she updates the officer of the watch.

The three women of the Unity’s crew take a break for a cup of tea.
Sergeant Suganthi still has a few minutes before she has to return to her duty station in the engine room, so I ask her about herself. She is one of perhaps a half-dozen sailors of Indian extraction onboard the Unity.
“The crew likes to call me Su,” She says. Then, with a laugh, “Or they have given me a Chinese name; they call me Ah Su.”
Su appears reserved and demure. “Why did you decide to go into the navy.” I ask her. “You seem so quiet.”
Rejected
“It’s not the first time someone is telling me that,” she replies. “People are usually taken aback, even my relatives and my primary school friends, when I tell them that I have joined the navy. And I am very happy about it. I needed a job to support myself and my family. So that’s why I did it. I was like trying for the air force, actually. But somehow I got rejected. So my second choice was the navy.”
“Are you married?”
“No, no, no,” she answers quickly.
“And did you grow up and spend your childhood in Singapore?”
“Yeah, my whole life. I grew up and was brought up here all along, yeah.”
“What is the tradition with Indian families, say with girls, in terms of profession? Are there limits on what you can choose, or is that very old-fashioned?”
“There was. In fact, there still is. But I wouldn’t say in Singapore— in India, maybe. If you take Singapore’s culture… Like, for example, my mum. My mum wanted to join the army when she was my age.”
“Really?”
Surprised
“And my uncle’s—my mum’s brothers—they restricted her. They said no, no way you are going to go in the army, because they know how life is there. Because my uncle is in the army also. So they said, no, no, no, a girl shouldn’t go in there, like what you will be going through and what you will need to know. Then when I wanted to join, none of my uncle’s objected. In fact, they were like, I’m so proud of you that you are making this decision—the same uncle’s. It was like times have changed, and everything, even the army, has changed. And people are more open-minded. For one thing, last time [in earlier times] when the girl works in this kind of place, when she’s, like, about to get married, or anything like that, it’s very difficult. Usually last time [there used to be] all arranged marriage. It’s not like love, you know, like our culture. People [then] would usually think twice when they ask a girl [for her] hand. They will [think], like, this girl, she wouldn’t be the good kind—that sort of thinking. Now things have changed. But you will be surprised, people still do think twice, yeah.”
More from “On Patrol”
On Patrol: Pt. 18 – Safety and Plenty
Since merchant sailors go unarmed, with the exception of Russian and Israeli crews, there is little risk for the pirates.
On Patrol: Pt. 17 – Castaways and Fish Traps
We continue at flank speed. Then the operations center orders us to break off our escort. Slowly we pull ahead of the Haydock and come to fifty degrees.
On Patrol: Pt. 16 – Cover the Flanks
Since merchant sailors go unarmed, with the exception of Russian and Israeli crews, there is little risk for the pirates.
On Patrol: Pt. 15 – Armed Pirates
In the background are snatches of radio transmissions, some from central control, others from different ships. Everything seems garbled.
On Patrol: Pt. 14 – Explosive Escort
In the background are snatches of radio transmissions, some from central control, others from different ships. Everything seems garbled.
On Patrol: Pt. 13 – Comm Checks and Storm Prep
In the background are snatches of radio transmissions, some from central control, others from different ships. Everything seems garbled.
On Patrol: Pt. 12 – Night on the Equator
An hour later, dinner is served to seven of us in the officers’ mess. The mee soto, noodles and vegetables in a spicy chicken broth, is great.
On Patrol: Pt. 11 – Mess Hall
Back on the bridge. It is 1600, four in the afternoon, and a change of watch takes place. Those on duty brief their relief with pertinent information.
On Patrol: Pt. 10 – Endurance, Tolerance, Patience
“What about your father? Is he alive?” “Yeah, he’s around. My dad, until now, still can’t believe what I’m doing. He’s too shocked.”
On Patrol: Pt. 8 – The Alarm
Engine Room We are barely moving through the water and suddenly an alarm goes off on the bridge. Major Wong speaks with Sergeant Koh, the chief engineer, explains that enough bypass gas and some from hot, oily surfaces have collected to set off an engine room alarm....