To my dearest mother and father, I am missing you both terribly and wish I was back home with you guys.
I have not written in a while, but fighting has been very heavy lately.
This morning had a great battle at 3:00am, the Turkeys captured a large portion of our trench. Many of our men who were fighting on the front line for us were killed. One of my good mates was shot dead. I am currently leading a section of men and recaptured our trench back from the Turkeys. During attack I bayoneted two Turks, shot five and took three prisoners and during this cleared the whole trench free. Against heavy attack I held the trench alone for almost 20 minutes. I was informed by one of the major officers that I am going to be recommended.
All the men surrounding me are true Aussies, and believe in fighting for their country with passion and they are doing a great job at it from what I am seeing. Al my mates are great soldiers and never back down from what they are told to do. Everyone here has great pride in their home Australia and are not afraid to step up to any challenge or task they are given. They are all brave for coming out here not knowing what is going to happen.
I am over all the deaths, smell, fighting, sadness and especially trench life but I have grown to live and deal with all these things over the past years and I am here to fight for my country but I always remember I am helping my family and friends and it keeps me strong.
I think we have a strong position now against the Turks and are fighting very strongly, but we have to keep it up because the Turkey's are not giving up with all this heavy fighting and attacking.
I will write again as soon as I possibly can.
Loving and missing you, Albert Jacka.
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