SOSE -Empathy Task
It’s been four long excruciating months fighting to protect Australia from the Japanese. I cannot describe the horrors I have seen little did I know of the horrors I would see. I absolutely hate it, my abhorrence seems to overpower me, and it is the only thing keeping me going. It rains at least every hour, or so I imagine, absolutely everywhere is sodden, and I’m drenched.
It’s getting uncomfortable wearing the same cloths every day; we didn’t bring a change of uniform so we have to make do with what we’ve got. To add to the discomfort I have scars all over my arms and legs, some at least a centimetre deep, from walking so deep into the forest my trousers are tattered and soaked. I’m wet to the bone.
Walking in this mud is like stepping directly into in quick sand; and other times, particularly after it has rained it is comparable to walking on polished ice. My boots are always wet constantly saturated, to the point where walking in them is unbearable. My cloths and body smell rancid, I haven’t found any time to wash them, I smell so putrid to the point that I must suppress nausea.
Conditions are dire, my platoon has moved into the middle of the forest, near mountains. I am absolutely exhausted constantly climbing up hills, going downhill would be the worst the pressure on my ankles and calf’s is …show more content…
The Japs caught all of them, and I’m afraid they had no prisoners. while scouting their camp site, we got the news from one of the other solders that went with them, this journey is so depressing and its only been a few days or so I’m not so sure, the days seem to drag on I’ve almost forgotten how long we’ve been here. Always watching your back makes you oblivious to anything else. I am beginning to lose hope in every winning this war, the Japanese outnumber us by
It’s been four long excruciating months fighting to protect Australia from the Japanese. I cannot describe the horrors I have seen little did I know of the horrors I would see. I absolutely hate it, my abhorrence seems to overpower me, and it is the only thing keeping me going. It rains at least every hour, or so I imagine, absolutely everywhere is sodden, and I’m drenched.
It’s getting uncomfortable wearing the same cloths every day; we didn’t bring a change of uniform so we have to make do with what we’ve got. To add to the discomfort I have scars all over my arms and legs, some at least a centimetre deep, from walking so deep into the forest my trousers are tattered and soaked. I’m wet to the bone.
Walking in this mud is like stepping directly into in quick sand; and other times, particularly after it has rained it is comparable to walking on polished ice. My boots are always wet constantly saturated, to the point where walking in them is unbearable. My cloths and body smell rancid, I haven’t found any time to wash them, I smell so putrid to the point that I must suppress nausea.
Conditions are dire, my platoon has moved into the middle of the forest, near mountains. I am absolutely exhausted constantly climbing up hills, going downhill would be the worst the pressure on my ankles and calf’s is …show more content…
The Japs caught all of them, and I’m afraid they had no prisoners. while scouting their camp site, we got the news from one of the other solders that went with them, this journey is so depressing and its only been a few days or so I’m not so sure, the days seem to drag on I’ve almost forgotten how long we’ve been here. Always watching your back makes you oblivious to anything else. I am beginning to lose hope in every winning this war, the Japanese outnumber us by