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The Press
October 6 2004

'Feral' violence of Waiouru recalled by retired sergeant

A former army sergeant who said he was subjected to 12 months of physical and psychological abuse at Waiouru cadet school said senior officers overlooked the violence in the belief that it toughened up the new recruits.

The Christchurch man, 43, who asked not to be named, said bullying at the central North Island training camp was "institutionalised". Teenagers were too afraid to speak out because of a code of silence rigidly enforced by senior cadets, he said.

The father of two, who joined up in 1978 aged 16, said on one occasion his bed was urinated on by drunken older cadets who were left to supervise overnight.

"It was feral," he said. "There was no control from the regular staff. We were quite lucky -- our sergeant came in every night -- but when he went home, the seniors were left in charge, and they were brutal.

"If you showed any form of weakness they turned on you."

The former Hudson Cadet Class pupil went on to serve for 20 years in the Royal New Zealand Signal Corps, reaching the rank of sergeant when he retired in 1998.

He decided to speak out to encourage other former cadets to come forward.

"My dad came from England and right at the start one of the seniors came up to me and said, `You're a Pom; I don't like Poms'. And from that moment, if ever there was any dirty work to do, I was one of the ones singled out.

"On Sunday evenings we had what was called gunge parade.

"We spent the whole day polishing our boots and sorting out our uniform. If they found a hair on your comb you were in for it.

"When it came to my inspection, one of the seniors asked me to open my security box, and I had some rags in there that I used for my boots.

"He took a disliking to that and made me march past 110 other cadets with a margarine tub on my head.

"At the end I was kicked by every senior. It hurt, but it was more the indignity that I remember.

"There is no way I would let my kids go through that."

As new recruits, the first-years were known as "snots". The former cadet said most of the punishments were doled out by the seniors.

"The most terrifying time was at night.

"The seniors weren't supposed to drink alcohol, but they always managed to get it and they would get drunk and come into your room in the middle of the night.

"When the lights came on you were wide awake because you didn't know what they were going to do to you.

"They would either beat you up or do what they called a Hawaiian splash, where they would stand on the end of your bed and jump on you.

"Even now I can't sleep soundly with the light on. I still don't feel safe until the lights go out."

He continued: "Another time I went to get into bed one night and it was wet.

"One of the other cadets said someone had spilt the iron on it, so I ironed the sheets to dry them and got into bed.

"It wasn't until a long time afterwards that I found out one of the seniors had come in drunk and urinated on my bed."

He said that although cadets were encouraged to speak out against bullies the harsh treatment often went ignored.

"I think they (the adult leaders) turned the other way.

"They thought that they were doing the right thing, that they were toughening us up as new boys.

"We were told that if we had any personnel problems we could speak to the padre, but no-one ever did.

"There was a code of silence that was drummed into you from day one. The thing that saved me was that I was a runner, and the physical instructor was pretty hard and no-one touched his runners."

He said he was not surprised that claims of abuse had come to light.

"It was just a matter of time that someone would say something. I'm like a lot of people. I'm not after compensation, I just feel this should be said. I think people have to know what it was like."

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CAPTION: Camp of cruelty: the former Waiouru cadet, who has asked not to be identified, says older cadets urinated on his bed.