Tag: army

  • The Need for Gold

    The IPPT: The Individual Physical Proficiency Test.

    Every army around the world has their different testing systems. The Singapore Armed Forces has had the IPPT for a very long time, and the testing criteria have changed over the years.

    When I was first enlisted, as part of my National Service in the conscripted army of Singapore, the IPPT was a 5 station test that you needed to pass. The entry for this, was the NAPFA Test: The National Physical Fitness Award.

    The stations of testing for the NAPFA Test:

    1. Bent Knee sit ups
    2. Standing Broad Jump
    3. Sit and Reach
    4. Inclined or Hanging Pullups
    5. 4 X 10M shuttle run
    6. 2.4KM run

    Every station has a max of 5 points per station, and the top award given being Gold. A Gold score needs a minimum of 21 points, meaning you could afford to max out only one or two stations, but your lowest station needs to be at least a 3 point. (This is critical in planning because it comes back later for the IPPT test)

    So if a male boy scores a Gold for his NAPFA test (done before enlistment), he can enter army slightly later. The peers that did not get Gold are required to enter army 2 months earlier for physical training.


    So the IPPT Test. Every soldier must pass their IPPT, if not they would need to go for extra training, to make up for failing it. Failing to attempt it also results in punishment, occurring during Reservist periods, rather than during their National Service time.

    These days, there are some who are physically ineligible to take the test, due to weak joints, or other medical related issues.

    However, many, including myself, would push our physical limits to get a Gold scoring for IPPT, as there are monetary incentives for it.

    A Gold score during our NS days (2 years or 1 year 10months) would get you a SGD$200 monetary payout. A Silver score is SGD$100, and a pass gets you something else. I honestly can’t remember what it was because I never let myself go that badly.

    However, when we have completed our NS training, and are Operationally Ready to be Deployed (ORD personnel), we are give SG$500 for gold, SGD$300 for silver, and SGD$200 for a pass with incentive. We can only take the test once a year, but we can keep retaking it until we get the highest score. The year period to take it starts and ends on our birth date. If a silver was scored first, and then a gold after that, the money incentive would only add on another $200, instead of another full $500.


    The IPPT Test stations are:

    1. Push ups
    2. Sit ups
    3. 2.4KM run

    During my service time, the stations were:

    1. Sit ups
    2. Sit and Reach
    3. 4 X 10M shuttle run
    4. Standing Broad Jump
    5. Pull ups
    6. 2.4KM Run

    As you can tell, the older stations for the IPPT matched the NAPFA Test almost identically. The scoring would be the same both ways, meaning we would still get the same monetary incentives. The modern IPPT is really aimed to give us a great and easy way of getting Gold.

    The point system works this way: 50 points come from the 2.4km Run, 25 points come from Push ups and 25 points come from Sit ups. As long as you hit 85 points, you get Gold. Based on your age, the quantity of sit ups or push ups changes to get within the range of 20-25 points, and then your run timing would be adjusted based on that as well.

    For example, I would usually try to get about 41-45 sit ups within a minute, and 41-45 push ups within a minute as well. This would get me about 20-21 points per segment. Meaning that I would have a total of about 42 (optimistically). My run timing would just need to hit about 43 points for me to get 85 points, and securing my gold. The run timing would need to be about 10mins 30secs for that 43 points, for my age group.


    This very long and detailed explanation is necessary because at this current point, I am training for my last IPPT that I will ever take as a National Serviceman, and I desperately want to get my last Gold ever. It comes as a point of pride, and also for the monetary rewards as well.

    I am stressing out about it a bit, but man. I really need to get this Gold. Wish me luck.

  • The Last Time

    There’s a time when some things will come to an end, and today, one of those things is my time in army. It is finally done.

    There is no more annual call ups to turn up for reservist; no more IPPT (physical fitness tests); no more staying in camp and being limited with what can and can’t be done. I’m free to do as I please in some sense.

    It feels weird, like when you finish a school year. You’re happy that you never have to study again (or for a time) and yet, you miss some of the memories.

    But most of the time, the bad times outweigh the good memories, and that’s definitely what I feel. I don’t want to go through any more National Service moments, because it’s just too much to keep going through, and I’m really tired with all of it. It’s just too much nonsense to keep dealing with.

    And this is the last time I’ll ever do it, and I think I did it as well as I could. I’m happy that it’s done, and I’ll miss some parts of how I could come to the rescue of many people, but other than that, I don’t miss the actual work of it at all.

    I am happy to defend my country, and happy to be part of this whole army, but I’m not happy that a lot of it feels like it weighs solely on my shoulders. I’m glad that I have to let go now, and others have to pick up my pieces that I’ve tried my best to let go of nicely.

    I’m glad it’s the last time. Thanks for the memories.

  • Tightened Bootlaces

    Early mornings, when the sun isn’t up yet. There’s the scuffle of people moving around, getting out of bed, alarms going off in different series of rings. It’s the day of the mission, and everyone’s tense on their things that they have to do, before we start our attack. I’m usually sensitive to sound when I know I have an important time to meet, so I pick myself out quickly and stretch a bit. I sleep in my underwear, so I put on my green pixelated army pants. They’re really loose for some reason, or a really straight cut, which make them super wide. Under these gatherings of cloth, my feet find their way through and I capture them with my socks. Then come the boots.

    My boots sit below my bed, or at the corner of the right side, if my bed mattress is on the floor. I prefer the right to the left. I slip my feet into them, and wiggle them in. Then in one straight pull upwards, the shoelaces tighten through the loops. I pull the lace clip towards the opening of the laces, and braid the end of the laces into a little chain.

    I grab a pair of green gutters, and gather my loose pants into a neat tuck. I sneak the braid of laces into the tuck, and hope that it stays there as I run around for the rest of the day.

    Then I put on a shirt and go brush my teeth.


    The feeling of this whole process always makes me feel as if the day is starting. It makes me feel right, or prepared. There’s no good or bad feeling to it, but it feels ready. The feeling you get when the green walking light starts flashing on the road. The feeling of finishing a cup of water because you are thirsty. It’s not a good or bad feeling, its just there.

    I really think because my time in the army is ending, that I keep capturing these snapshots of my time so far, and what I really think about them. I should draw this somehow I guess. or I’ll just write about it and maybe one day I’ll do something.

  • Reliving memories

    Today feels like a day from the past. Still another day in the army, but it feels like the days from long ago. A decade even, and it feels like humans are still the same. Everyone does things in the same way and behaves the same. Little actions that get you annoyed, or small inconveniences that you wished could be done better. But it’s 10 years on, some people changed, but it still feels horrible. It still feels as if the world had never understood what was going on, and we still live in a bubble of what we think works, but doesn’t really.

    I don’t even make sense I think, at this point. It feels like the tiredness of being on duty has made me a person that I didn’t enjoy being. I still don’t enjoy being that person. I’m glad that soon after this, I don’t have to make this choice anymore because I’ll be past it. It’ll be a memory of long ago.

    Maybe one day I might miss this, the person who I have to relive as today. But currently, in this moment, I don’t think I am happy.