Dear Diary

Dear Diary
I miss my friends and family
I do not like sleeping. The mud drops on my face.
lots of men are dieing. Its  very sad because we buried all of the men and woman. I am not having  fun. We thought that there would be sand  every  where  but there just bumpy rocks and very, very steep hills and there are bombs going off everywhere. 
 I feel sad for all the men that have babies and they are not home.

Remember peom

Tuesday 24 march 2015

WALT: have lots of detail  sent

THAT WAS TROUBLE

remember that  day that we ding dong ditching?

remember  everyone was  like who ?

that was trouble

remember  that day that we were splashing all the boy?

remember tipping all the boy off there  boat? that was trouble

remember jumping into the hop that hurt

 remember  that  day that we were get told off in the pool

that was trouble

 remember jumping on the bed?

remember being loud?

 that was trouble

 remember planing a  hoary movie that didint

get done

 do you remember being trouble 

see we can get up to trouble sometime

THE WAR

 WAR
Dear Mamma and  Papa
Date 25 April 1915

I am on a small little  boat sailing to the battle field I can see we getting closer 
I miss you
I can hear all the gun shots
Lots and lots of men are die 
it very hard walking up the hills 
It really dark we can see sunset it

In flandes field

In flanders Fields the poppies grow,
stronger and stronger in growth.
The birds still cheep ever morning,
 the stars shine to  remember the war.