ANZAC Violin Writing

For Writing, Ms. Wilton rad us a book called "ANZAC Violin".

It's about a guy called Alexander Aitken. He's from New Zealand and fought World War I in Gallipoli. He has went through a lot of fights, problems, and loss in war. But he always used a violin to calm him and everyone, and everyone like him playing it. So they decided to always keep it safe. Even it's not allowed they hid it so that Alex can keep on playing it for them.

Anyways, that's a quick skim through the book.

So we had to make a chart of different descriptive stuff. We had to write down words or a sentence from his perspective / Point of view.

After that, we had to write down a diary from his perspective using the words we wrote.

I found it hard to try and make up some stuff using his own point of view.

I found it easy to come up with words that would describe the location and the sight for him.

Here's the writing work that I did.

Alexander Aitken

“I hear people screaming in pain. It looks really painful. Bones cracking in the distance, while the
doctors get their bones in place. Everyone looks tired and hurt. The beds are stiff and uncomfortable,
and it’s very dirty. It also smells like blood all around here. Shouting. Screaming. Arguing. Panicking.
It’s all that’s going on right now. I hear loud footsteps getting lower and lower, and louder and louder.
Maybe it’s doctors going back and forth. It’s so hot in here, and it’s so dirty. So many muddy
footsteps and blood on the floor. I can barely hear anything anyone is saying. It’s so loud, and
smells really bad in here. I’m really tired, I might need to take a nap. I can still hear screaming
from a room over there. I really feel bad for everyone. People are sacrificing their lives for
their country. Everyone must be brave for doing that. More and more people are being brought in,
as I’m writing. Other comrades are panicking and arguing about their wounds. They look really
scared. I’m sweating a lot. This bed is so annoying. The wood is poking through the bed, It kinda hurts.

I should start playing my violin. Maybe that could calm people down, and make them less noisy.”