113c Tancred street
Linwood
Christchurch
18.8.1914
Dear Dad and mum
How are you guys ?
I'm in war right and guess what? We had to make our own trenches and dig them with out own hands. We have to eat, sleep and fight in our trenches. We have to use some of our food tins to make handmade bombs. Some of my friends are dying from the conditions in war. There are rats the size of cats. And there is something called trench foot!! Trench foot leads to amputations. There is a new weapon poison gas and we have to have rags covered in urine so we don’t get poisoned. Millions of rats are feeding on our scrap food. Lice, ticks and flies causing never ending itches and spreading trench fever it is disgusting.
I hope to be back by Christmas.
Lots of love your favourite daughter
Santara.
Hi Santara
ReplyDeleteI love your blog post it is a interesting letter about war
maybe next time proof read a tiny bit more but thats just what I think
Great work
-Megan