Today I got the best thing ever from my sister Violet, it was a MIRACLE! I was fetching some buckets of water to the tents, until I heard a soldier say “GEORGE, leave the buckets THERE. Come and receive your parcel!!!”
I dropped the water right there and then, I sprinted to where the parcels were getting handed out. The soldier that was handing out the parcels, shouted my name “George!!” He threw the parcel to another soldier that wanted to give it to me, as the parcel was going to end up in the soldier’s hands I leaped and caught the parcel.
I rapidly and instantly unfolded the red-striped parcel and found a hand knitted-scarf! The scarf was the colour of our uniform too, so it camouflaged well with my uniform. I quickly wrapped it around my neck, then took a deep breath into the scarf. It smelled like… Home.
The scarf smelled like my mother’s kitchen, Violet’s room, my room, the backyard and the farm.I read the tag on the parcel it said, “Gift for soldier knitted by Violet Cloughley, aged eight years, Riverton School.”
I came back home wearing the hand knitted-scarf that Violet gave me during World War 1. Unfortunately, the scarf burnt, in a shed that caughtfire. That shed was where I keep my special items, luckily the tag didn’t burn.
Currently, the tag is preserved and a part of the Dunedin’s Hocken Library.
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