To Mum.
Dear mum, today my General said that I had to stay at the the front line for 5 or 8 years because I never took care of my platoan. I was just looking after myself but my friend Jadaleigh sometimes looks after me when I get shot by bullets flying everywhere. After 8 years my friend was talking to me about her family because she was crying when lots of shells were flying down the sky. My friend died everyone was crying when we were coming back home, and the platoan were giving her lots of wreaths and flowers.
From Helen Tanoai.
