The Bloody Beach
Its 3am on the 25th of April 1915. It’s pitch black. We’re all cramped in a small landing boat. I’m shaking uncontrollably. The soldier sitting next to me whispered “Don’t be scared. Its going to be ok!” 
The first battalion landed on shore. “We’re next!” I whispered to my friend . Suddenly a spark lit the whole ocean. “We've been seen!” yelled the Commander.
I’m scared. Frightened soldiers jumped out of the landing boat. Some drowned. Some got shot. It was horrifying.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I couldn’t walk. My leg had been shot. I started shouting for help. No one listened to me. Everyone was fighting for their lives.
I’ m private Len Andrew John and 7 months ago I was just a farm hand. And now I am going to die on the bloody beach.
By Andrei
Reflection
I am learning to write a recount.
I am so proud of being able to write a descriptive.
I found tricky to think of descriptive words.My mum and dad and teachers could help me.
The next step of my learning is doing a more descriptive story.
1 comment:
You have put a lot of effort into writing your ANZAC Recount. I am impressed with some of the descriptive words that you have used to make your writing seem real and the short sentences that add effect to your writing.
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