The Australian Army

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Blog entry by Don posted 05-18-2007 05:52 AM 1101 reads 0 times favorited 5 comments Add to Favorites Watch

After my last blog, and now that you all understand the Australian Slanguage, I thought I educate you a little more about Australia.

Life in the Australian Army…

Text of a letter from a kid from Eromanga to Mum and Dad (For those of you not in the know, Eromanga is a small town, west of Quilpie in the far south west of Queensland)

Dear Mum & Dad,

I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin’ on the farm – tell them to get in quick smart before the jobs are all gone!

I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don’t hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No bloomin’ cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack – nothin’!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there’s lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing!

At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there’s no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don’t get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys have had it because we’ve been on a ‘route march’ – gee it’s only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!!

This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin’ – dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a possum’s backside and it don’t move and it’s not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target – it’s easy as!! You don’t even load your own cartridges they comes in little boxes and ya don’t have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload!

Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy – it’s not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster.

Turns out I’m not a bad boxer either and it looks like I’m the best the platoon’s got, and I’ve only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers – he’s 6 foot 5 and 18 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I’m only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin’ wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer.

I can’t complain about the Army – tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how good it is.

Your loving daughter,

-- CanuckDon "I just love small wooden boxes!"

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#1 posted 05-18-2007 06:14 AM

That’s great! made me laugh out loud that did.

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#2 posted 05-18-2007 06:56 AM

Ah Sheila, I remember her, a real barrel of laughs she was, just don’t punch her on the arm.

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#3 posted 05-18-2007 10:44 AM

That’s pretty good, got me a laughing too.


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#4 posted 05-18-2007 01:07 PM

LOL.. I’m getting in quick. too good to resist. bye bye LumberJocks ;)

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#5 posted 05-18-2007 01:12 PM

hahahah HILARIOUS.

haha Way to go Sheila

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