Showing posts with label WWI. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WWI. Show all posts

25/04/2023

ANZAC Day 2023

Today in New Zealand and Australia, it is ANZAC day. It is a day of remembrance for Kiwis and Aussies who lost their lives or fought in WWI and WWII. It’s a day for us to pay our respects to men, women and animals who gave us a chance to have the life and world they were dreaming of to be possible to have with no wars. I try to write a poem every year as a way of paying my respects to them.

ANZACs

By Freya A Hatfield


Covered in mud and out in all weathers, hot or cold, it never stopped us from finding peace.

We kept walking, talking, doing what we could to keep our morale up, 

talking about loved ones back home of dreams we had for after the war had ended.

We’d make up games to help keep thoughts of what we had seen away

and told jokes to keep the tension as light as we could for when dark days came.

They came often and frequently every time we lost a brother or sister it was a dark day,

Most days, we lost a comrade or two; it never got easier, but it made us want peace more,

for the war to end, so we didn’t lose more brothers and sisters than we had to.


Letters were sent home to mothers, fathers, wives, girlfriends, younger brothers, sisters,

waiting to hear if their loved ones were still alive.

Most of the time, when it was good news, someone else down the street would get bad news.

If we could fight, we would; if injuries were too far gone, we would have to rest,

it was hard watching your friends go off without you, 

knowing that when you had recovered, some of them would be gone.


The hardest part of the wars was losing our animals, 

watching them go alongside us, especially with them not knowing why,

not knowing what was happening and being killed in the line of fire.

Being wounded, in pain and not able to carry on,

we got more animals, but once you had made a bond,

it was hard to move on; that was something we just had to do.


If we were lucky, we would be given leave to see loved ones back home,

it was a little reprieve, but it wasn’t easy,

even away from war, we weren’t away from it.

We’d think about our brothers and sister still on the frontline, 

to those who were being wounded or killed.

It made us want to help them more and made us want the war to be over.


Fighting never got easier killing someone's son, brother, husband or father,

it never felt good, never felt right and was never something any of us wanted to do.

We were told it was them or us who survive; we, of course, wanted to survive,

knowing their loved ones would be getting letters like our own, which was hard.

Knowing they, like our brothers and sisters; wouldn’t make it home wasn’t easy.


War is never easy; once it had ended and those of us lucky enough to be reunited

with our loved ones, never spoke of what we had done, seen or gone through.

We were left with scares and painful, unforgettable memories,

the slightest sound could send us back to the battlefield,

the sight and smell of blood is a sight you never wish anyone to see.


When asked questions, we were made out to be heroes, legends,

the best people there could be.

In reality, we were just like everyone else, 

we wanted peace, a place where our children could be children,

and not running away from bombs or hiding and wearing gas masks for protection.

We didn’t want to tell them stories of what we had seen happening to other children.

We simply didn’t want to be a part of what was happening to others,

we wanted to protect them, to protect our own.

We fought because we had no choice; we fought because if we didn’t, 

then we wouldn’t have peace; we wouldn’t have those we care about.


Today is a day for remembering those we lost,

it’s also a day for remembering how hard it was for those who survived.

For those who lived with scars none of us today can imagine,

stories that none of us could ever tell firsthand.

Men and women whose lives were changed far more than any of ours will be,

memories last and die when they die, they take what they saw with them,

few talked of the harder days and very few spoke of what they saw.


When we think of them, we think of heroes, legends and people to look up to,

we don’t think of what they had to deal with, the pain they felt,

the thought of taking another person's life to save their own.

We don’t think of the outcome of what that did to them, 

we don’t think of the shell shock they had later in life.

They are heroes, they were also men and women who were so much more.

Sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, 

allies for those who needed them, protectors, saviours, people who took lives, 

but also people who wanted both sides ultimately, to be at peace.


It can be difficult for us to talk about past soldiers in a light that doesn’t praise them, that doesn’t show them as being heroes. What we must remember is that as much as they were our heroes they were another person's enemy; whether rightly or wrongly. They went to war because at the time they had no choice. Governments worldwide had one thing in mind and one thing only and that was to fight. To protect their people again, whether rightly or wrongly. 

With both of these world wars, I think they would hope that we in the future for them but now for us, would learn from what they went through, from the pain, the bloodshed and the lives lost of not only those on the frontline but in cities, towns and villages that were being bombed. 

Fighting isn’t the answer, no one life is any less important than our own, and this world is big enough for all of us. We just need to find a way to live together in peace. We don’t have to agree on everything, but we also don’t need to fight when we don’t agree. One person's view isn’t any more important than another's. We can have opinions that differ and we can be different to our neighbours, but we don’t need to fight over whose opinion is more accountable or accepted.


I feel for those in WWI and WWII who didn’t want to fight, who didn’t want to take another person's life, but did because they had no other choice. I feel for those whose families didn’t want them to fight but let them go because they had no other choice. I hope today makes you think about them, about their families/relatives and about how lucky we are to live in the time we live in where we can feel mostly safe with where we live.

Thank you for reading this post, I hope you have a good day

Love 

Freya A Hatfield x


21/05/2020

Thinking out loud

Hey Thinking out loud here xx :D


I have been absent for a couple of weeks. I needed a break to get on top of writing/ editing and critique reading. I also needed to give my brain a little bit of time away from the weekly uploads. I have found that during this time of isolation and not being able to do certain things, I needed to let my brain rest. I half feel it has, and half feel it hasn’t, but I am ready to do another blog upload. It seems I can’t be away from any kind of writing for too long even if I have still been writing during these two weeks, my brain goes ‘ah but you haven’t written a blog post though have you?’ True I haven’t so here we are, at yet another blog post. This week I want to do something a little different, and it might be something I do with future blog posts, but we’ll see how this one does. I find I get bored quickly with one topic, so find myself trying to change up my writing when and where I can. Hope you don’t mind, this blog is one of those things I change the most. Whether it be a poem one week or month to a short story the next to just random musings as and when they come to me. So find a comfy seat, grab a drink and a snack this could get long. I do love to type, and I do like a long post. I hope you have a little half-hour or so to spare.


I find it funny how I’ve never actually titled an upload called Thinking out loud, so here today I present Thinking out loud and thinking out loud is what I’m going to do. A friend recently said she loves reading these posts as it shows my thoughts, but that got me thinking I very rarely let loose with my thoughts on here. I used to in the early days of this blog, but now my thoughts mostly come through those as characters in a short story or a poem, however, I do sometimes do the odd post based on something that is happening but very rarely something that has come straight from me, so it’s time I rectify that.


Over the past couple of days, I have been getting back into listening to I guess I’d call them spiritualist though they are so much more than that, they are guiders through life and in many way teachers. The main person I’ve listened to and have listened to on and off for a few years is the late and great Dr Wayne Dyer I find myself coming back to him at random stages, but I find I’m never not thinking about what he says. 

I’m someone who for as long as I can remember always grew up with a more significant understanding of life around me, and an awareness that nothing truly dies from not only people and animals but nature as well. I know as a child, I didn’t get that understanding from listening to Wayne I didn’t know about him when I was younger. That early understanding came from my parents (no, they are not hippies). Still, they have over the years not necessarily when I was a small child but definitely since I’ve got older and this understanding has grown, they instilled the importance of everything we have around us and to be kind to everything and everyone. 

Now as I listen to “spiritualist” (I think in need to find a different word for them as that doesn’t seem right), I’m understanding more and becoming more thankful especially in these COVID-19 times. I find myself looking out of the window and being grateful for the trees that help us breathe, the grass and the plants. Then find myself thinking that we so easily get rid of them and more often than not, we don’t replace them. If the reason is that a tree has died and needed getting rid of it isn’t replaced for new growth and new nature enhances. I find that over the past three months or so where nature hadn’t boomed before because of human interference, it is now expanding. I think we can learn a lot from how natural life is changing with us not constantly being on roads and our lives slowing down, maybe this is what the earth and all of its inhabitants need more of. 

Over the last few days, I have had an appreciation and thankfulness that we are so incredibly blessed to live with the things we have. We are so lucky for the air we breathe, the water we can get from a tap and the ability to go wherever we want whenever we want. I find it surprising though how when you take away one of those things, everything changes. I see it like old fashioned weighing scales where you have two dishes hanging side by side. Say you put two bunches of grapes in one side and only one bunch of grapes in the other, the side with two bunches of grapes is clearly heavier, therefore, is weighed down more. Now say you remove one of the bunches and it balances out now obviously the remaining bunches have to be exactly the same weight for this they are the same weight. 

Now put that into what is happening around us, we’ve taken away the privilege of being able to go anywhere in the world we’ve effectively taken away one of the weights from one of the dishes. There was air in one dish and in the other running water from a tap (let’s say these two things way the same) let’s say in the air dish we then add the ability to travel absolutely anywhere in the world no restrictions just you and a desire to be somewhere. Now that air dish is being weighed down, there is now an imbalance. Say this is the pollution in the air, the murky colour of water in rivers, streams, lakes etc. grey hazes in populated cities, nature struggling, a decline in the animal population. Trees and plants getting sick with having to fight for light and space, or simply being destroyed for our benefit of the new towns, cities and homes. 

If we take away travel from the air dish we see this new balance, we see the changes in nature we see the quality in the air, animals in some places taking over, sediments being able to settle in rivers, lakes, streams etc. For the first time in hundreds of years from us not using them, we are seeing the clear water. Therefore we are also breathing in cleaner air, from this slow pace not being able to go anywhere way of living. From this I hope we learn that yes sometimes we need to use transport for getting us to places, but we also don’t always have to go out, we are learning more about our back gardens, and what we have on our doorsteps, by that I don’t mean our literal back gardens, I mean our local areas, and the walks that before COVID I can guarantee we didn’t know existed. 

I’m not saying go back to times when cars weren’t readily available, or when it was back to only being horse and carriage. I’m saying maybe we need to look more closely at what we use to make cars, planes, trains etc. go, I’m saying look at the petrol, diesel, unleaded petrol etc. and oil that goes into them. I’m saying make environmentally-friendly (electric) vehicles more affordable. Let’s stop thinking of how much we can get out of people and turn our thoughts to how we can help in keeping the environment clean, keeping pollution down and help keep the planet become greener, a more eco-friendly and a healthier place to be. I know this won’t happen overnight, and I know this way of life didn’t happen overnight, but we have to start somewhere so why not make the changes we have already made be the starting place.


I went on a bit of a tangent there and completely diverted from Dr Wayne Dyer and what I have been listening to. But that’s the thing although he passed away (I say passed away and not died because as I said way back at the beginning of this post, I believe nothing truly dies.) Long before COVID-19 was a thing, he talked about appreciating what we have, being thankful for the now, and not letting things get on top of us. 

He often says that what we think whether it be positive or negative thoughts what we think that is what’s going to happen. What we inwardly think is what we outwardly put into the world. I honestly think that has shown so clearly with COVID with the countries that have gone “right we are doing lockdown for this long, after this set period we will re-evaluate where we are and change what needs to be changed from there.” Compared to the countries that have gone “we have COVID, we have a few instances of deaths, but we are still OK we are still able to not be in lockdown we are still able to go out BUT be cautious.” to those countries now facing what I honestly think is going to be hard to change and get that balance back that I was talking about. That balance of air, water and the ability to travel. I also just want to add that I do believe that having all three of those in equal quantity is possible. We just need to find the right balance, how do we do that? I don’t know. 

Again back to Wayne and what I’ve been listening to. Over this time I have been connecting more with my inner self (god how one with nature that makes me sound, no I’m not a hippie, nor do is wish to be one, I also have nothing against anyone who is a hippie). Still, I have been connecting with my inner self, and I suddenly have this sense of calm, and I have been practising that what you think is what you put out into the world. From the positive to the negative and it is so true when I have been having negative thoughts I have made a conscious effort to stop myself before hopefully they have had the chance to manifest, fingers crossed at least. 

I had the strongest urge to write a manifestation list. I’ve never written one before but seeing all these things written down, and already starting to do some of them has helped in the positive thoughts and the lighter feeling that I have come to notice. I know when people recommend things and say how wonderful and amazing it is and say all these lovely words about it, it can seem off-putting. But please if you do ever get the chance to listen to one of Dr Wayne Dyer’s radio shows, a video on youtube or read one of his books I strongly urge you to do so. Take the time to listen to what he talks about, it is so eye-opening, calming and really puts everything into perspective. Another thing he talks a lot about is perspective and somehow it fits so well with the world around us right now. 


I just want to point out that before writing this post, I didn’t see the COVID imbalance thing as scales that thought came to me purely through writing that part of this blog post. But now that I have written it I can’t stop seeing it as being those old fashioned scales, so I do hope that little analogy has helped, as random as it was.


As always thank you so much for reading this blog post, I know it was far from what I feel I usually write, but this is something I think I have been needing to write. I might make this a more regular thing but as I said at the beginning I shall wait and see how this blog post goes. I did enjoy writing this, and I hope you have enjoyed reading it and I sincerely hope it didn’t take too long to read. 

During these times I am still thankful for key workers the world over, I know some countries are slowly getting back to a little bit of normal, but critical workers are still out there working hard so to you lovely people thank you again. To everybody, please stay safe, if you can keep social distancing, even with restrictions slowly being lifted. 


Just quickly before I leave this post and before it gets any longer, I saw a thing last week on Facebook a picture showing these kids who were born in 1900 they went through WWI when they were fourteen. It then ended when they were eighteen 22 million people were killed. Later that year they went through a Spanish flu epidemic that lasted until they were twenty, 50 million people died. 

At twenty-nine, the great depression began, unemployment hit 25% a global GDP dropped 27% that ran until they were thirty-three. At thirty-nine, WWII started, they weren’t even at what we now class as middle-aged. At forty-one, the USA was fully pulled into the war, it then ended when they were forty-five. Between their thirty-ninth and forty-fifth birthday, 75 million people perished in the war, not to mention the Holocaust that killed 6 million. 

 At fifty-two, the Korean war began 5 million people perished. Coming up to their sixty-second birthday they had the Cuban missile crisis, a tipping point in the Cold War. At sixty-four the Vietnam war began, 4 million people died in that conflict. As they turned seventy-five, the Vietnam war finally ended. 

Finally, they make it into their eighties, at eighty-five their grandchildren then thought that their grandparents didn’t understand how hard school was. Yet those grandparents and some maybe now great grandparents survived through everything history at the time had to throw at them. Might I add school being a little hard was nothing compared to what they lived through, and then I’m sure the many sleepless nights they had to encounter.

It just shows though that throughout history yes, there have been many hard times, many deaths, some uncountable that have come with those hard times. Though they have never lasted, there has always been an end date, they may have gone on for years, but they have always ended. 

Remember these times too will end, we will talk about it in years to come; I’m sure as we talk about everything that has happened in not only our lives but our ancestors’ lives. It will become a memory in time. To make it a memory in time and for it to get added to the history books, we have to keep safe, keep social distancing. Although restrictions maybe being lifted still only go out as and when we need to. Keep safe, be kind and be thankful. This as all events in history will pass.

Kia Kaha, Kia Maia, Kia Manawanui, Me Te Aroha. Be strong, Be brave, Be steadfast, with love. 

Love always Thinking out loud xx:D


12/11/2018

The last soldier

The last soldier 
By Freya Anastasia Hatfield


I stood with my horse as the sun came up
I watched as I saw my brothers lay
I was one of the last to survive.
I'd gone to war not knowing my fate, 
but knowing I'd protect
 my country, my loved ones and those who weren't yet born.
I didn't think of being a hero
I didn't think about the pain or the loss
I thought about what my future would be if I didn't join
I thought about the suffering I'd have if I didn't fight

we fought a war for peace, freedom and the right to live
we fought for our names, country and future
we fought through blood and battled in every weather
for the freedom of the future.

We were loved and had loved ones in our hearts
they will not be forgotten
for they were who we fought for.

We left our trenches,
we headed home with less than we came with
we shed tears and shared hugs
we knew we were safe and would fight no more.
We became heroes we didn't know we'd be, 
my heroes are our brothers who didn't make it home.
Who didn't see the end of what we prayed for every day

A hundred years on and you haven't forgotten
A hundred years on and we live on
our memories, our pain, our loss, our lives and our yesterdays 
are remembered in your today's
wear your poppies with pride
for they speak louder than words
wear them from the dawning of the day to the falling of the night
for the heroes gone and those still here
for I was the last to survive.