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Category: WWII

Helmut Lemke: Master Of Creativity In The Face Of Danger

As humans, almost all of us face fearful situations in our life where we must chose whether to flee, fight, or out-smart. But many of us will not be facing these situations in the midst of the biggest world war in history, where every move you make is either left or right, safe or not, live or die. Not like Helmut Lemke did.

About a month ago, as a class, we had the amazing opportunity and privileged to have WW2 veteran Helmut Lemke come and discuss his life story and experiences in the war with us.

Helmut Lemke in 1944

 

Helmut Lemke in 2010

One of the most intriguing things to discuss with him was the fact that he was not a Canadian soldier, but in fact a German soldier, who fought on the Russian front. His perspective on fighting and his journeys that he overcame, were captivating to listen to and reflect on.

PLP 11 with Helmut Lemke 2017

I was able to take so much away from his talk, including a deeper understanding of the diversity of war and how it must have felt to have had to survive in a place where fear is the all powerful emotion. These thoughts then lead me to develop my question, which was; “How does the mind and body adapt in the face of difficult or dangerous situations?” I wanted to figure out why our minds take in a situation and either react badly and freeze up, or react quickly and creatively, all in order for ourselves to survive.

Helmut was seven years old when Hitler came to power, and thirteen when WWII started. At the end of his Grade 10 year, he was drafted and transferred to army barracks along with his class. And finally, at the age of 18, Helmut was drafted into the army and sent to the Russian Front for Germany. During his time in the SS, he experienced horrors that only men in a terrifying war could experience. He told us of times where he escaped death by the skin of his teeth, using his quick thinking skills, and random creativity. I was baffled at how many times he repeated that it all could have easily gone wrong, but it didn’t. His story was a perfect example of how the human body and mind react in life or death situations.

So, as part of this assignment, I worked with Anatolia and Brianna to create a podcast, where we discussed the concept of creativity in the face of danger, and how fear plays a part in decision making of soldiers, particularly in the setting of WW2 and Helmut’s story.

Enjoy…

It’s A Macbeth War Zone Over Here!

“So foul and fair a day I have not seen.”
Welcome to the world of PLP Macbeth filmmaking, where fake blood gets on everything, disagreements are easily instigated, and props get lost in random forests. As our enormous and complex major project for this last term, we were asked to create a 20 minute feature film that tells the story of Shakespeare’s Macbeth, in the context of WWII. Not only is this a challenge in itself, but we had to work as a class of 25 teenagers, and lets just say that it’s been quite a challenge. To put this all into perspective, we had months to finish it all, and we failed at even producing an end for our movie.

Don’t get me wrong, the project wasn’t always going downhill. There were times where things actually went smoothly, like at the beginning when the idea of the project was fresh and cool, and we were super excited to collaborate as a class. Ideas were bouncing and everyone began their roles working hard and diligently. But then, things began to take a turn for the worst.

I guess things first began falling apart when we picked the roles of the different departments, and had people who wanted certain roles not speaking up. This lead to people being unhappy with their role and beginning an uprising off sorts against the people in power. This resulted in major beef and hatred between classmates.

Our communication sucked! Like immensely! Every time we would sort out a time to film, whether it be in class, or outside, people who said they could come, either were late, or just didn’t freakin show up. And to those of us who actually showed up when we said we would, it showed how little those people had committed to the project. Even if we weren’t specifically needed that day, showing up to help out with extra things would have been good an improvement. I think we needed to create better timelines, schedules, and a list of people we needed, way earlier in the project process, so that we were completely prepared to film in the later dates.

Although there were many ways to improve production, all the different departments worked hard at attempting to make the production a success. All the levels of effort put in, were different depending on what people were working on. I was a part of the script department, turning the storyline, that Luciano and Matthew S wrote, into a full screenplay script. When I was choosing my role, I thought script would be a manageable challenge that I could enjoy and thrive at. And at times it was just this, and other times, it was kind of like a nightmare. Sometimes I felt like all the hard work us script writers were putting into the project was being overlooked by other who assumed it was easy to create a story from scratch. But I believe that this is exactly how other groups felt during the project, like all the work they were completing was going down the drain. This was all due to communication problems, lack of empathy towards each other, and the fact that our work as a class was disorganized.

 

Even though the project didn’t turn out as we’d hoped, doesn’t mean I didn’t have fun. It was kinda awesome to attempt working altogether and testing how it works. I loved being part of a movie production and having all the different departments, almost like a real production would. Overall it was a crazy, strange, terrible, awesome experience that, like many others in PLP, won’t be forgotten.

(Here’s a behind the scenes look at our production…)

Not Just Any Soldier’s Perspective

I’m sure you are wondering what this post is all about, as the title might be a tiny bit confusing, so I’ll fill you in on what’s going on. In class, we have moved on from Canada’s tough times in the Great Depression of the 1930’s, to focussing on World War Two, and how Canada played its part in the fight.

So as a little background, here is a brief summary of the Second World War. WWII spanned from 1939 to 1945, taking place in Europe, and was fought between the Allied powers; Britain, The United States, and Soviet Union against the Axis powers; Germany, Italy, and Japan. WWII is known as the deadliest conflict in history, with over 60 million people, the majority of them civilians, being killed. It was also the largest armed conflict in history, spreading across the entire world and involving more countries than any other war before it, all the while, paving the way for powerful new weapons and equipment, such as the first ever use of nuclear weapons.

Our task was to dig deep into the life of a Canadian soldier that participated in WWII, and put ourselves in their shoes to write a diary entry of their experience in the war (If this assignment sounds familiar, it’s because we did the same thing for WWI: Check out my original post). At first, I was using a website that Ms Willemse gave us to look for a potential soldier to write about.

But after talking to my mom about the project, she reminded me that we actually had a few relatives that served in the war, one being my Great, Great Grandfather, Henry Murphy, and his son, my Great, Great Uncle Patrick Murphy.

My Great, Great Uncle Patrick Robert Murphy

All I knew of their time in the war, was that Henry Murphy had survived and made it back home to his family in Crofton, B.C. But Patrick Murphy actually passed away while fighting with the Seaforth Highlanders of Canada in Casino, Italy.

After hearing all of this, I immediately switched gears on my assignment and decided I wanted to figure out what my great, great uncle’s war story was before he died, so I searched his name up on the same website I was using previously. Unfortunately, there were no special documents or primary sources that came up when I searched his name. I only got his full name, a few dates, and his rank and unit. I knew I would need to know a bit more about him in order to write a journal entry from his perspective, so I got in contact with a few of my great aunts and uncles, and they sent me quite a few original primary sources, documenting my great, great uncle’s time as a soldier.

Patrick Robert Murphy enlisted for the Second World War in Vancouver, British Columbia, on November 10th, 1941. At the time he was living in New Westminster, an 18 year old, making a living as a log scaler. One of the documents records that he was a well spoken, intelligent man, who hoped to continue his career in the army after the war. In 1942, a year after his enlistment, he was shipped out to aid the war effort in Europe, where two years later, he was killed in action in Casino, Italy, on May 23rd, 1944, and continues to rest there to this day.

Patrick Murphy (Bottom Left)

The journal entry that I have written, describes his thoughts and feelings on December 24th, 1942. This particular Christmas Eve is one where he is explaining why the men of Canada serving in Europe were not able to send detailed letters or souvenirs back to their homes and families. After a year of fighting overseas, Patrick Murphy is reflecting on his experience as a soldier, a 19 year old man trying to discover his purpose in the world.

Christmas Card Of 1942 (Outside and Inside)

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