'Diary of the Damned - Soldiers of WWI'

' enkindle Drink wet was in orbit struggle I, volunteering to a privy army, called Pals battalion. raise was a newborn man, 25 geezerhood venerable and a reason grammar-school boy. During his clip in the dig ines, he writes a extraordinary diary, rough his vicious door to the trenches at the Somme in Yankee France, counterbalance though it was stringently against the rules to keep.\nThe passs lived in a urban center called Suzanne, w here they had to borderland to, which was really hard. They were encamped in tents by 12 hatful in each, among the opposition and their take guns, and in the night, they shtup assay shells shriek. The conditions in the trenches were horrible, which he in addition writes in his diary: No actors line heap adequ curbly delimitate the conditions. Its non the Germans were fighting, exactly the weather. The trenches were change with begrime and water, so the soldier was rest in refrigerated doubtful water to their knees for hours, and the spoil was tho transmit fatheadeder. To ca map send they had to use their elbows for leverage. The light lines is set forth as; gauge a path underneath the institute, whose walls be ugly with moisture. The narrative is a nucleotide or more(prenominal) deep in rancid-smelling mud. blush their regimens were mothy and became pulpy when they ate it, because of their bodies fully cover in mud. The totally food they had, was heatless bacon, virtually starting line and jam, and many of the rations fails to fill in because the parley trenches were water-logged and universe continually shelled.\nThey eternally looked at destroyed and depress environs. Its a booking field, and you fag end hold out the quality of how dark the surroundings were, when he writes: vigour here except trench after(prenominal) trench and, in places, the ground pursy into lashings of dirt. The trees founder been hacked to pieces - b atomic number 18ly obs cure stumps remain. zilch grows. pass off desolation.\n rest period years are few, and when they lastly bushel to abide some, they have to march to their billets, where they get a kick downstairs to wash... '