Monday 10 May 2010 by Janice Farrer. No comments
Diary of an Anzac

Please note: Care has been taken to transcribe these entries without alteration to preserve the original language of Herbert Vincent Reynolds.

Graves and crosses at the Hell Spit Cemetery. Graves and crosses at the Hell Spit Cemetery.

‘After being on duty all night at the Victoria gully station we brought a casualty down at 6am, after a very quiet night. The Triumph answered the Goeben this morning with a broadside to which she did not reply. The enemies artillery has been fairly quiet all day. At about 6pm I was present at a burial service at the Hell Spit cemetery and just as the Chaplain finished the service a shrapnel burst overhead followed by half a dozen in quick succession which scattered their bullets all over the vicinity of the party collected there. The few casualties that resulted was marvellous considering the number there.’

*Even during times of reflection such as a comrade’s funeral the danger of attack was ever present. This meant the Anzacs were never able to fully relax.

For the classroom: How would you deal with this constant strain? What activities could you do to relieve the stress?