Beyond the lines

Beyond the Lines             

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Beyond the LInes

Before you start writing think about the setting and imagine you are there.

The opening sequence of this film swoops across the Normandy landing beaches.

It is to here that we are taken, first we see the eye of a scared soldier and then a group of soldiers huddled together on transport vessels ready for battle.   Once discharged they race up the beach – it is at this point that we realise that something isn’t quite right.

Two young boys are caught up in the battle surrounded by pale, paper-faced soldiers.

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WALT write a narrative through the eyes of one of the children or one of the soldiers.

• Think about how the men on the boat would have been feeling as they huddled on the boat on their way to their impending doom.
• Think about words to describe the battleground, what you see, smell, taste, hear. Try to use words that create the mood.
• Now…..Write a first person narrative through the eyes of one of the children or one of the soldiers..

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Go to this padlet Beyond the LInes and start writing your ideas, words feelings adjectives similies and metaphors.

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Beyond the line

I was sitting on the rusty old ship.It was as rusty as an old rusty scooter.As I was sitting there thinking how it would be going to war in Turkey, I look at the ramp going down and I get ready to run.

I start running, I run out of the ship. As I’m running out of the ship I can already see bombs blowing up.This was louder than I’ve ever heard, I didn’t think that war was like this.

As I look around I see people die every minute. I hide behind some metal to try and dodge the bullets and bombs.

I look in front of me and and I see the blood dripping down his leg. As I'm sitting down I think to myself the longer I run, maybe I will go faster to get to our trenches,  I hope.

I get up and  start running again I just felt like the bombs and bullets were getting closer and closer to me. I heard people yelling in pain. I feel like I should go back and help him, but I think to myself I’ve got to keep going I can't risk it.

We finally got to our trenches but there was only about 30 of us left.Most of my friends got killed apart from 2 of them. I could smell rats, blood, mud and more I couldn’t believe what happened.

Now I look back at it and think to myself why did I go?  What did I think it would be like. It was an experiment and  I didn’t believe that could happen.

I’m lucky to survive and  about 15 of us survived.That's what war in the old days was about it wasn't a vacation.