Lee: The War

It was May 11th, the first month of summer and the day was okay. It was in the papers that there was a war starting in the morning and we would be getting prepared at the Granard Butter Market this evening at 7 o’clock. After supper we went down to the butter market. There were tanks and guns and lasers and all. They were digging out trenches in the football pitches. It was the next morning and the war had started. All the men had to join it or they’d be killed. It turned night time and the sound of guns and the deafening screams echoed through the cold night.

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  1. This is a very interesting introductory paragraph, Lee. I can see that you have thought about the setting of your piece, and I really like the juxtaposition of the trenches in the football pitches. That conjures a very sad image; that somewhere which has been used for leisure and enjoyment and play will become somewhere where, as you then go on to say, soldiers may be killed. You have excellent vocabulary choices too!

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