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Laddar... Observations of an orderly (1917)av Ward Muir
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Gå med i LibraryThing för att få reda på om du skulle tycka om den här boken. Det finns inga diskussioner på LibraryThing om den här boken. The best anecdote involves the time he escorted a group of blind men to London and they discovered the escalator. ( ) It was very interesting to compare this look at the typical experiences of a British ward orderly in World War I to more recent war and medical narratives by U.S. soldiers, some of whom are in psychological and medical services. In some ways, despite his greater formality, I have a better sense of Muir's daily life and concerns than I do of some more contemporary authors. Muir's tone is conversational but precise, and very engaging. Had he written anything else, I would seek it out. It was very interesting to compare this look at the typical experiences of a British ward orderly in World War I to more recent war and medical narratives by U.S. soldiers, some of whom are in psychological and medical services. In some ways, despite his greater formality, I have a better sense of Muir's daily life and concerns than I do of some more contemporary authors. Muir's tone is conversational but precise, and very engaging. Had he written anything else, I would seek it out. It was very interesting to compare this look at the typical experiences of a British ward orderly in World War I to more recent war and medical narratives by U.S. soldiers, some of whom are in psychological and medical services. In some ways, despite his greater formality, I have a better sense of Muir's daily life and concerns than I do of some more contemporary authors. Muir's tone is conversational but precise, and very engaging. Had he written anything else, I would seek it out. inga recensioner | lägg till en recension
The sergeant in charge of the clothing store was curt. He couldnt help it: he had run short of tunics, also of pants"-except three pairs which wouldnt fit me, wouldnt fit anybody, unless we enlisted three very fat dwarfs: he had kept on asking for tunics and pants, and theyd sent him nothing but great-coats and water-bottles: I could take his word for it, he wished he was at the Front, he did, instead of in this blessed hole filling in blessed forms for blessed clothes which never came. Impossible, anyhow, to rig me out. I was going on duty, was I? Then I must go on duty in my "civvies. " Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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