Sarah Drummond 2 poem about life during WWI

 I did two poems about what life was like during WWI. One of them which is life in the trenches is all about someone who was in the war as it gives you a clue in name of poem. My first poem about in the trenches was inspired by a man called john French, on what he wrote in his diary. However my second poem called I miss you was written about someone who had a family member in the war. 

In conclusion these two poems both show what life was like in WWI with in the war and the other having a family member in it. The poems both say different things but both say about how they miss each other.

The pictures might not be that clear on what they say so if you cant read it I'm sorry, just comment below and I'll post what it says.

Animation about a soldier's experiences

Here is a link to my animation: http://goanimate.com/videos/07nATPp45UBw

Jennifer Tovey's Video

 This video was inspired by all the different facts and poem's I had found. Particularly the poem, which was by a world war one soldier from the trenches. The sad part of his story was that he died two days before it was published, in the trench ware fare. The song that is played in the background is in German so you might not understand it, but it is called Give Me One New Word, which I think works with the fact that the trenches were always looking for hope, and the fact that they want to here the word "end" or "Finished". (Pausing the video at certain parts might be helpful if you are a slow reader at the words move pretty quickly)

Alice and Beth's Creative Work

A soldiers life in a trench......                                           This is our creative work for the topic- A
                                                                                           soldiers life in a trench.

If you cant read the sad tale bit then this is what is says-

A sad tale

Written by Sam M. Lewis and Joe Young with the music by Jean Schwart, Hello Central!Give me no mans land was published in New York in 1918. The song recounts the story of a child who attempts to use the telephone in order to call his father in No Mans Land; except that his father has been killed in fighting on the Western Front.


Hello Central! Give Me No Mans Land

When the grey shadows creep
And the world is asleep
In the still of the night
Baby creeps down a flight.
First she looks all around
Without making a sound;
The baby toddles up to the telephone
And whispers in a baby tone:

"Hello, Central! Give me No Man's Land,
My Daddy's there my Mamma told me;
She tip toed of to bed
After my prayers where said;
Don't ring when you get the number,
Or you'll disturb Mamma's slumber
....................................................(etc..)

This is another piece of creative work we did. This is a drawing of no mans land this shows how isolated and hopeless this stretch of land was. It also shows from the sun that the sun and the light of the sun is the only thing that holds any hope in this vast stretch of muddy bleak land. As you can see from the drawing there is lots of mounds and turned up soil this is from the artillery and bombs as they would have destroyed anything in there paths. This turned up soil and great mounds would have made it particularly hard for both sides to cross no mans land as they would have to scramble over all of those mounds. The ground would also be very wet, therefore the soldiers would get stuck in the mud which would give them more chance of getting killed or in injured, the soldiers would also sometimes disappear into the mud and never be seen again as the mud would drag them down and suphicate them. Apart from theses set backs there would also be constant firing of artillery shrapnel and  rifles which would make your survival chance very bleak.

Ben Ripley-smith 9a

James Edgar Brown attended the Board Primary School, Buckley, until he was 14 years old, and then went to work as a delivery boy, driving a horse and delivery cart for a local baker. During the First World War he joined in the British Army as a Private, he was always interested in working with horses, and tried to join the Army Service Corps, but was directed to the Infantry. He became a private soldier with the Welsh Guards, and after training at Caterham saw active service on the Western Front in France. He was wounded on two separate occasions, he was present at the battle of Loos in 1915 where he was trapped in front of the German trenches - caught by his clothing on the barbed wire and was gassed. After a period of recuperation he was allowed home on leave after which he seemed to recover. He returned to France and was again soon in action, he was trapped behind enemy lines with a colleague and stayed quiet with for days until rescued by a British counter attack. He was present at the battle of Cambria, in 1917, which was the first one where there was large scale use of tanks, and there he was badly wounded in his right leg by shell fire. He was evacuated to a U.K. hospital and eventually to a recuperation home in Truro.His family had received notification he had been killed, but it was a mistake, another man of the same name from his village was the one killed. Edgar's mother never forgave him over this, saying it was his fault because he had not been writing letters home to let them know where he was, but this was unfair because he was not allowed to disclose any information by letter at all. His older brother, Arnold, who had also joined up, suffered from tuberculosis which he contracted whilst on the Western Front, but recovered after a long period of convalescence in a French Hospital. During the Second World War he was too old for military service and was directed to work for the Ministry of Defence at a secret factory in Rhydymwyn, nr. Mold. He also joined the Home Guard. After the war ended he worked for the Flintshire County Council Highways department as a lorry driver. He died on 4th April, 1972, aged 74 years.

In memory of James Edgar brown  1898-1972.

 

 

 

 

 

ww1 animation: http://goanimate.com/videos/06La2pr4HGdw

Ellie Clarke WW1 creative work, drawing and diary extracts/letters

Philip Selvaratnam Trench Life Popplet

Click Link below:


http://popplet.com/app/#/1005948