12 Creative Response to Chapter 9, letter home from Thomas

Blog post 12

“Nice,” I reply.

“It’s not just nice, Tommo,” Charlie says. “It’s wonderful, that’s what it is. Ruddy 

       wonderful. Tell you what – if anything happens to me it’s yours, all right?”

After we captured the german soldier, the officers awarded the 5 of us remaining with a small break from the front lines. To celebrate, we went to the Estaminet for beer, as well as eggs and chips. While there, Charlie gave the lot of us the idea to write home about what happened. So full of eggs, chips, and beer, I began writing.

Dear Mother Big Joe and Molly, April 20th, 1917

We have just gotten back from the front lines, and have been given the time to write to you. Charlie and I, along with others from our squad captured a hun. If you were to have put him next to some of us, I would not have been able to tell a difference, he was also just a scared boy, dragged into this mess. Anyway, how are things at home? The trenches are fine but quite messy. Our new Captain is very nice and lets us sing all the time. We sing Oranges and Lemons all the time when marching as a way for us to remember you all back home. I have been keeping Charlie safe, and he can’t wait until the war is over and we can return home to you guys.  We have been well fed because there is a very good restaurant near our station. We haven’t had any major fighting, and the lines are very peaceful right now. I can’t wait to return home to see everyone. I have to go now, but I miss you all.

With Love,

Tommo