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diary woman ww1

 

            
             As this is my first journal entry I think it fit to include an introduction about my life and myself. My name is Amelia Evans and I am 16 years old and I come from a family with an English background. I live with my mother whose name is Margaret; father whose name is Nicholas and two brothers: Jeremy aged 18, and Alexander aged 12. Our family is fairly rich for which I am thankful and we can afford to have cooks to make our meals and washerwomen to help with the washing. .
             We live in a fairly new house. My chores from day to day consist of on washing day getting up to help mother and the washerwoman help wash the clothes, cleaning the dishes, and just keeping the house in order when I see any mess. I also like to sew in my free time. My mother's day consists of helping the washerwoman, putting out the clothes to dry, cleaning up after breakfast and then for the rest of the day she would be housekeeping with the help of maids and tidying the furniture. More often than not she would sew a little or go and call on some friends. My father is a wealthy businessman and scholar and spends most of his time at work. Most of my day is spent at school where I am still completing my education and so are my brothers though Jeremy is in his last year.
             Today is a particularly eventful day as the newspaper the headlines read that Austria had just declared war on Serbia. Jeremy and Alexander are angry that Britain and Australia haven't done anything but it was only made official today. Though I am a girl I am still interested somewhat in political affairs and a war is quite a significant event though as of yet we do not know how long it will last. .
             Yours, Amelia Evans.
             31 July 1914.
             The political situation is getting far more interesting now as the papers have just published today that Labor leader Andrew Fisher declared at Colac that Australians will defend Britain "to our last man and our last shilling".
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            


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