This week’s 100 word challenge is based on the invasion of Poland and the Blitzkrieg tactic the German Army used in 1939. Can you be creative with the text type you chose to use for this challenge? How about an official military document, or a covert message sent between the allied forces?
100 Word Challenge – ‘Blitzkrieg…’
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3.00 AM
Boom! My watch rattled on the bedside table. I went to my curtains. Tanks. Rubble. Weak Polish cavalrymen who had no chance against the enemy airforce or the tanks, rolling straight through the town. Boom! Again. I sprinted through the corridor of my flat and entered my parents’ bedroom. Boom! The whole house shook this time. Dad wasn’t there. I checked under the duvet. My heart was thumping as hard as a stampede of rhinoceroses. I walked over to the curtains behind me. Through the window, I found dad. Lying motionless in our empty alleyway. I felt heartbroken.
Dear Diary,
It has not been a good day. The Nazi’s are invading us and boming the country and the government houses. They’ve sent my parents to the Concentration Camp but I managed to escape in time. I hope my parents are okay. It’s hard being Jewish because Hilter hates Jewish people. These people have put me on this train called Kindertransport that will get me to England. I really do hope that soon I will have freedom but I’ll need the papers to get out of Hitler’s command. Someone has come in. I’d better hide, bye for now.
Anna
It’s terrifying. News of the Germans invading has swept France. Everyone is worried. Mothers for their children and husbands for their wives. People are panic buying and children crying to their parents. Day two and people have seen huge armoured monsters blazing through the fields. Day three – soldiers are killing anyone they see as they reach the city. Day four – they are killing and blasting carelessly as they march the streets. If you look up to the sky you can see fighter jets zooming over, bombing wherever told. The city is in ruins. Day five – they’re gone. Peace is here…
In a valley in Poland a secluded hamlet was waking up with the morning sun. Marek, a young boy, rubbed his eyes. Tangled in his thoughts, he didn’t notice the treacherous tanks occupying the surrounding hills. The air was teeming with the noxious smell of ignited gasoline. Alarmed, Marek flung open a window to breath. Exploding shells assaulted his ears. He never thought his remote village would be blitzkrieged. Yet, spinning through the air, grenades came crashing down. Marek heard the calls of his parents outside. Coughing uncontrollably, he climbed out his bedroom window to flee. He didn’t look back.
ARGH! Bombs hit my town, gunshots were everywhere. A hand caught hold of my waist. Everything thing got brighter before it turned black…
If only I saw my papa or mama before I went, it would have been so nice, although the Nazi gang didn’t like us Jews. Why did he hate us? It was terrible in my town. My papa was taken to concentration camp and my mama hit by a bomb. Bombs were everywhere, dropping from the sky I didn’t know what was happening. 86 I hid in the bin. I should have ran. That was a bad choice.
To most people, the word ‘Blitzkrieg’ doesn’t mean much, but to thirteen-year-old Jakub, living in Poland, this word would change his life forever. Jakub was on his way home from school, when he heard planes overhead. German planes. Part of the dreaded Luftwaffe. Panicking, he started running. By the time he got home, bombs were falling like rain in a deadly storm. Watching from his window, Jakub saw the tanks rolling in. Within a matter of hours, his country had been sent into chaos and occupied. Jakub was amazed with the speed and effectiveness of this new, dangerous German weapon.
Bang crash boom… these were the three sounds I heard this morning and I continue to do so now. Blitzkrieg was what they were describing it as. Blitzkrieg meant lightening war. It’s not safe here in Poland especially if you’re Jewish like me. Apparently my mama said that they had built a concentration camp. Yesterday, my tata went to the Polish army and support the “allies”. When my mama and I went to wave him off, my mama was bundled into a train with lots of other Jews. Then I thought about that camp.
I suddenly realised what had happened.
Hungry for dinner, Andrezj went out to the shops. As he returned, the air was filled with the drone of propellers, swarming overhead like raging hornets. Dread consumed him. He was breathing fast, beads of sweat ran down his stricken face. He heard something else, the rumble of an army tank, his heart quickened, and he broke into a run, back to the safety of home and his family. He staggered up the front steps to the rickety, derelict house. Falling through the door, and into the warmth of his home, he witnessed terror and chaos invade his beloved country.
BLITZKREIG
Boom as the tank fired and boom again and then the plane came in like lighting and dropped six bombs as the Germans swirled like the commander told them to do. They called it the Blitzkreig tactic.The Germans invented Blitzkreig and it was used on countries including France and Poland. Blitzkreig was also used in World War One and meant lightning war. The tactic was meant to distract the enemy by sending tanks on the ground shooting them and then the airforce would come and drop the bombs to destroy the town. It nearly won Germany the war.
BlitzKrieg is a method of offensive warfare designed to strike a swift,focused blow at an enemy mobile, manoeuvrable forces,including armoured tanks and air support.Such an attack leads to a quick overall victory,limiting the lost of the soldiers and artillery. BlitzKrieg was invented by general Carl Von Clausewitz BlitzKrieg, witch means “lightning war” in German,had its roots in earlier military strategy,including the influential work in the 19th-century Prussian general Carl Von Clausewitz.BlitzKrieg is the tactic the bellicose tatic the Germans used to invade Poland on the 1st of September 1939 16 days before Russia.