Tuesday, 8 April 2014

Flies

09.04.14

This is part of a diary entry from a soldier

The heat of the sun, As the summer drew on, caused a plague of flies which bred and fed on the dead bodies, The latrines and the refuse of food, And which contaminated everything we ate. Dozens of flies were drowned in every Dixie of tea we drank, and they would chase the food into our very mouths. The dust in the bottom of the trenches in which we slept was alive with maggots.

Some questions I want to ask the soldier:
1. What food did you eat?
2. How many people died in your group?

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