I shuddered at such putrid prompt words for Three Word Wednesday to write in my blog when I crave for ones
of love and kindness and hope. However let’s see what happens:
It was a rainy day, a muddy
cold day and he was in a strange place, a foreign land, and his one wish, his
craving was that he would get back safely to his family at home. It was wartime
and the fighting had continued for long years and now his truck had broken down
and he was on his own. They might find him if he stayed by the truck, but it
might be the wrong they! As he pondered, exposed and scared he thought that
sitting in a target was not a good idea. So he wandered over to a ruined
building a short walk away to seek shelter.
He could keep an eye on the
road from there and maybe get a little rest. There amid the tangle of debris
and the creepers that made the most of the opportunity he pushed his way
inside. He heard the faint sound of breathing and saw to his amazement two
children squeezed up in the corner watching him. They shuddered with fear so he
stood stock still, took out his water bottle and a reached out his arm offering
it to them. They said not a word they were so frightened. So he loosened the
cap and put it within their reach and stepped away a little and sat down on
what was left of the floor. He leaned back and half closed his eyes in an
attempt to relax.
After a few seconds the
elder child leaned forward and stealthily reached out for the bottle, shook it
and offered it to her young companion. In turn they gulped down the water and
pushed the container back toward him. Their faces wore no smiles but their eyes
said it all as they were the real victims of war; not the trained soldiers from
both sides fighting on foreign soil but those children who would now be scarred
He observed the building
again and felt the first drops of rain fall in their shelter without shelter.
So he got up and started to look for some protection. The children grew frightened
and shook their heads as he lifted some of the debris away. His senses were
knocked back by a stench so putrid that he had to cover his face and his eyes
smarted. Clearly he had found the bodies of the children’s parents.
The elder child a girl
looked at him fiercely and the younger one just cried. He tried to get them to
go with him to another hideout away from the horror. They would not do this as this
was their home and he was the enemy.
Today April 25th is Anzac Day in Australia
and New Zealand.
It is a public holiday and is the most revered day in Australia’s
calendar.We remember the fallen from
all sides in war.