Isobel

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= Here is my powerpoint on Wakaaranga School :) =

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Dear Mum and Dad All I can hear is guns firing above me only sometimes it is silent.The smell of dead bodies is making me sick .For once I want to smell your sweet purfume. The food is revolting. The first time I ate I nearly puked. All we eatt is bully beef and as we call dog biscuits we are lucky to have 1 or 2 biscuits each week I miss your home cooking thank you for the anzac biscuits I shared some with my mates they loved them.Everything is changing before my eyes. I am forced to touch mud and blood it is revolting absolutly sickening From Isobel media type="custom" key="19382000"