Hay Memorial High School
Hay War Memorial High School
The brown wooden cabinets around the museum have the dead man’s pennies placed in them.
The sound from the documentary distracts me from the gold buttons on the khaki blazer.
The war metals are placed next to the photos which do not stand out from the purple and yellow ribbons.
I feel sad as I read all the names on the shields.
The teddy bear in the corner catches my eye as I can slightly hear the trumpets playing.
The soldier’s uniforms stand out from all of the voices around the museum.
The last thing I see is the bright yellow flag flattering in the corner of my eye.
I miss you so so much. How have you been? How are the family?
I am in Australia, in Hay, a little town in the middle of nowhere.
I was captured back in the United Kingdom around a month ago, and was shipped here. I am now in a Prisoner of War camp with a group of soldiers from Italy. Could you believe that cousin Antonio is with me?
The food is good and we are healthy. But the food is definitely not as good as yours.
Now I have to tell you something that you must not tell anybody.
I trust you.
Before I left I was going to tell you, but I was too scared.
I have another child, and not to Adelena. He is four, the same age as Vin.
If I don't make it back, I want you to look out and take care of him.
His mother is Adelena's best friend. Please don't tell her.