Emma's mihi

As I sit and think of ANZAC day… I think of soldiers risking their lives and getting badly injured.I can’t think of seeing a friend dying right in front of me. Hearing deafening gunshots 24/7 would drive me mad. I’m pretty sure I would become deaf listening to extremely loud gunshots everyday. The smell of horrible smoke drifting up into the air. I can feel the smoke in my body making my body unhealthy. Tasting the horrible dull dry mouth taste on my tongue. Desperate for nice clean fresh water. Feeling my icky old uniform touching my arid skin. My uniform so muddy it looks like I’m a huge clump of mud. Looking proud on the outside but feeling nervous and scared on the inside. Feeling alarmed knowing I could die any second now.