JOURNALIST IN THE WAR
I´m a journalist and I am in the landing of Normandie, lots of bombs are falling next to us and a lot of people is dying shooted. We are waiting and looking to a way of crossing the fence to make an atack. Right now a soldier next to me has been killed by a headshoot and I am looking for a hidding place because this one is not safe. A soldier is running and saying that is a way of passing into the enemy zone so now everyone is running inside the enemy area to find estrategic positions there. A BOMB IS COMING TO OUR POSITION...

THE LETTER OF A BRITISH SOLDIER TO HIS MOTHER

In London (England), on he 23rd December 2014, a british soldier wrote a letter to his mother during the First World War and was published on the 17th December 2014. The consequence of this letter was the high fire of  Christmas between german and british soldiers in 1974.

The soldier that wrote that letter to his mother was Alfred Dougan Chater. In the letter, he explained how the people was killed during that war.
This was the beggining of the letter that Alfred Dougan Chater wrote. It's supposed to be written into two parts: the first one on Christmas day while the second one the 27th December.
"I write this in the trenches, in my "retreat" with a wood fire and a pile of straw (...) despite the hard and true cold Christmas"  

"I think today I witnessed one of the most extraordinary spectacles that nobody has ever seen . Around 10 am , he was leaning over the parapet , when I saw a German waving his arms and immediately two of them out of his trench and approaching ours. “ That is how the letter continues.

According to the letter of Chater, the british soldiers were prepared to shoot to he german ones when they go unarmed. " One of our men went to him and in a couple of minutes , the ground between the two lines of trenches was swarming with men and officers of both sides , shaking hands and wishing each other a Merry Christmas ."

"We exchanged cigarettes and autographs , and some took pictures "

" I do not know how long it will last ... Anyway , let's have another lull in the New Year,as the Germans want to see how come the pictures! "

The publication of this letter comes a week after the match played in the british city of Aldershot, between german and british soldiers, in commemoration of the meeting between the members of the two trenches in Christmas of 1914.

Chater was hurt three months after, but he survived to get married with his girlfriend. And he finally died in England in 1974.

 WEBGRAPHY:

http://www.informador.com.mx/internacional/2014/566928/6/carta-de-la-primera-guerra-mundial-describe-extraordinaria-tregua-de-navidad.htm

http://www.theguardian.com/world/2014/dec/24/-sp-letter-extraordinary-sights-christmas-day-first-world-war-truce

LIFE AS A REPUBLICAN

At the end of September, 1945 and after a few years of suffering, seeing how Europa was devastated, with thousands of dead men, injured people and especially after seeing a concentration camp where one wonders up to where there can come the savagery of the human being, I return to join with what stays of my family and friends determined to begin a new life at liberty and tranquility.

Remembering how everything began: that September 1, 1939 I was together with my father and other many Spanish in the doors of the field in which we were sheltered in France after the civil war finished so many of us had to escape from fascist; the conversation suddenly stopped when in the radio it was heard that the German army had invaded Poland, we all think immediately on how many time would passed until these events will affect directly to us since Hitler's anxieties were the control and the occupation of the whole Europe.

The days were passing slowly while all we were dependent on the information of the Geman troops in the war, lamentably on May 10, 1940 they invaded France and we all decide that we could not be stopped before the advance of the Nazi and less after suffering the fascism in Spain for what we put in agreement to fight for the freedom of the people.

We could never imagine the suffering that we all were going to suffer.