Letter From The Trenches An Assessment – Milan Dragacevic 9B
Dear beloved Anne,
I just finished digging out the trench and adding on the duckboards for preparation for tomorrow’s warfare. I just couldn’t help it; I need to express myself to you on everything that has been going on here in the trenches. The trenches are so cold at the moment darling; I wish it would stay this way though. It’s perfect right now, beautiful snowfall and this I am happy for, brings us back the old memories of me and you. Unfortunately it will not be like this forever, it will be summer in a while and that is going to be bad. I remember last year’s heat wave. The rotten smell of those innocent bodies, just dreadful and those pesky rats will be coming out too, eating every bit of the remaining corpse, but thankfully, I am in the dig out of the trench to get away from the freezing, but memorable weather. Darling, it may not be a five star hotel, but god thank that I am still alive. Yesterday was not that great darling. We got gassed by the enemies, lots of my fellow teammates died as they hadn’t heard the ‘Gas Masks’ call out by the comrades. Moreover, my back is just aching from all the equipment we had to carry, especially the bayonette although it was a dream of mine to fire a gun. I just wish all the noise was absent for just a day, the bombs were just awful to hear! Tomorrow I’ll be on guard duty using the periscope (telescopes which don’t allow me showing my head to the enemy). It’s going to be hard for me as my trench foot still hasn’t gone, the medics have recommended whale oil to relieve its pain but it isn’t working that well, in a while I am having it chopped off! If that would happen, it would be a relief; I would be back home with you. All because of my darn socks, they have been wet in the mud for five straight days! Darling, you had asked me in the last letter where I had my ‘business’. Well there was this dug out small ditch called a ‘latrine’ and that’s where I did...
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