Diary extracts from a soldier in the trenches - WWI
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Dear Diary, 1916, September 18th. I was looking forward to going in to war; it sounded adventurous! It started out to be great, early yesterday morning crowds applauded us and the bands playing. We arrived at the trenches later that day, our bags big and bulky and our backs already starting to ache. It was dirty and looked a mess. The trenches were smelly and very muddy! We had a couple of hours to practise and work on our techniques. We had only been practising for about an hour and already it was becoming hard work. We were walking through trenches all day and night, trampling through knee-high mud in the hot and humid weather. Although it was fascinating being there, I had begun to realise what being in war was actually like! Over the past few hours the sun soon started to turn to rain and thick, heavy clouds displaced bright, white...

