I Love Cornwall

I woke a bit now and I remember being in Cornwall with my friend. I went to school in Exeter. And that Sunday we were in church in Redruth and a girl asked us to pray for her husband. He'd had an accident in the mine. Stuff like that sticks somehow. I have no idea how many of my family died in the mines. And how many will die now. I'm glad I am looking after the nhs kids in school. I know it's dangerous but it's something I can do. if I die fighting, I die! I know now that if I'd lived in the war I would have done anything for my country.