MY TRENCH DIARY

HI everybody this is Darlene here. This is my Trench  Diary. We were watching  a little film about how soldiers  were living in war. Because when soldiers in war were fighting, some of them died. And then soldiers started to die. And the wind started to get colder. And there was only can food to eat, bread that was shared between all of them. They were hungry. When there was no  food left for some of them so they died. and some of them got saved from some the people who won war in world war 1. How it felt to write like a soldier was kind of sad and kind of happy because i can send them letters and they can send letters back to me. But it is kind of sad because im not there for my family.

                                 
WALT describe using our senses

	Dear Diary: In world war it is horrible  out here soldiers are dying and rats are coming and the are eating dead bodies from when they had diseases,and got shot that's why we have microscopes to look to see where they are and then we can tell people to move  and keep low. Then we  built heaps of trenches that we can hide behind.
	Dear Diary: The war has started we have a lot of soldiers  dying whenever a bomb explodes i can’t hear anything but except my children and you my dear i just want to come back home to you and i pretty i’m soon too. Everybody screaming.
	Dear diary I can taste  the sweet old jam in my mouth the soup with lots of flies on it i miss your cooking my dear i want to come home this  food we are eating is fine but not yummy i want bread with jam on it  we have no water to drink we drank it all  on the way to war.
	Dear diary I smell lots of little mice coming in from all the holes in the trenches I smell the old tin food that we are cooking for dinner.I smell dirty clothes that need to be washed. I can smell smelly socks everywhere on the ground. I smell mud and dirt on my shoes.I smell stinky breath from not brushing my teeth in 1 year.
	Dear diary I feel lice running through my head.I feel itchy bites all over my body from the mosquitoes that bit me. I feel cold  because of the wind that's going past us every time it was night.
	Dear diary How i feel inside is sad because i'm missing my family the smell of my house my children my wife and my dog the nice food i used to cook.how i feel is sad because i'm here at war fighting France when really i should be at home with my family what if i die and i never go back what if we run out of food what if we get lice i just want to go home.
	Dear diary What  i am thinking about is my family in London thinking about how i am.I am thinking about how am i going to get home. I am thinking about are we going win this war.