Thursday, May 10, 2012

My Anzac Letter

Dear Caitlyn

How are our friends? Have they changed much? I sleep in trenches.  They look like a dirty rubbish bin.  It smells like rubbish in the dump. The water tastes very yuck. The sound of bombs inside and out side.  Training camp was going good. We learned about how to shoot guns.  Heaps of people are getting hurt and shot.  Our enemy shot guns explosives at us but I didn't get hurt.  I have to carry lots of  water 2 miles away from the trenches. We travelled from Egypt to Gallipoli.  It was a long long way.  Lots of soldiers are getting very sick from eating spoilt food.
 Your brother ...






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