A Christmas War Story
By Asher
Christmas eve 1914
In the cold rat strewn trenches the English soldiers waited. Then
a sound arose from the German trenches. But it wasn’t the
sound of guns and shells. The Germans were singing. All though
another language the English understood. They began to sing
too.
As the early morning sun rose the barbed wire in no man’s land
twinkled. The soldiers own tinsel.
A lone soldier entered no man’s land. The Germans prepared
but they didn’t shoot. Everyone followed the English soldier.
They spent the day exchanging gifts that ended in a friendly
game of soccer. The Germans vs English.
Then a noise arose. All though the sounds of guns and shells
where distant everyone packed up and left back down the
trenches.
But the still had to fight. Yet many soldiers never did. They fired
the shots in the air.