During the combat we lost a lot of men. We won but a lot of men died. I was shot and wounded, but I lived. Right in front off my eyes a man died, he had been shot In the heart. Even though I felt bad for the men, I too had lost a friend, his name was Javan.
This blog is a record of my learning from Pt England School in Auckland, through to Tamaki College.
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