Chain Of Hearts- Jimmy's Diary

Creative Responses To Chain Of Hearts An Truong


Dear journal,
I made friends with Peter Drysdale today, three weeks in at Pucka. Two hours of marching in the scorching sunlight and the unremitting sound of the sergeant in charge screaming out orders were just enough to drive anybody to the point of insanity. The lucky bastard took the pleasure of standing in shade the whole time.
He was having fun bellowing this and that at everyone who represented vulnerability and all we wanted to do was take a stand and beat the living daylights out of him. He was on the verge of abusing sarcasm and took his time hauling Private Jenson out in front of everyone, humiliated and abused. The poor kid.
My feet were killing me, blisters over blisters forming on my soles. It was excruciating, so bad I practically needed to clench my teeth to stop the pain. My throat felt raw with thirst. Even though it was a sweltering day, we were restricted from the water suppl...