Rosie Monologue

“My sweet love Rosie, oh how I miss you so dearly. The date is the 9th of August, I am safe and well, I’m ever so sorry for not sending any letter for the past few days, for three days and three nights myself and my fellow soldiers have been fighting in Lone Pine. We were surrounded, we had no idea what our fate was, we couldn’t see the Turks, it was a tragic site, thousands of my mates shot in cold blood, myself and the remaining 12 men were huddled in a circle, firing into an oblivion, luckily, I was not injured, not even a scratch on me. All those men that lost their lives, half were only boys, no older than twenty, oh their dearest mother’s not knowing of the tragedy that unfolded, I cannot even begin to imagine how they will feel when they receive that
Oh, I miss them terribly, I cannot wait to come home and see my amazing children and you, my sweetie Rosie. I have been promoted to from Captain Shout to Lieutenant Shout, when we aren’t fighting, I will walk from one side of our trench to the other and when my mates see me coming, they stand up tall and salute me, It blew my mind, in my perspective, I was just a fellow fighter but with a title, I guess I was wrong about that, but enough about me. How are the children going? Is Lucy going well at school? Is Marcus eating his vegetables yet? Tell them not to worry about me, I am splendid but homesick, I miss the smell of the gumtrees, the warmth of our house and most definitely the cooking, all we get here for brekkie is bully beef, a cuppa and some biscuits which are stale most of the time, dinnies is no better… I had biscuits and a tin of jam. But immediately I opened the tin the flies rushed the jam. They buzzed like swarming bees. They swarmed that jam, all fighting among themselves. I wrapped my overcoat over the tin and gouged out the flies, then spread the biscuit, held my hand over it, and drew the biscuit out of the coat, but a lot of flies flew into my mouth and beat about