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That's 20% off your first purchase with Code Short History at LiquidIV. It is 16 July 1916 in the British trenches at the Battle of the Somme. As the sun sets, John Tolkien, known as Ronald, fires around into no man's land towards the German trenches. The fighting for the day is drawing to a close and as the last few shells explode around him, he barely flinches, though the noise is near deafening. He's been here for weeks now and it's become a part of normal life. As silence falls, he slumps against the trench's wet and crumbling mud bank just meters away. On the expanse between him and the enemy lie the bodies of his fallen friends. The metallic stench of blood blends with the ashy smoke that billows across the battleground. There is the sound of a commotion and Ronald looks along the trench to see a German soldier being thrown to the ground. The soldier cowers as his British captors discuss what to do with him. Glancing over, the man looks just as battered and war weary as Ronald feels. His lips are cracked and bleeding and he's panting, obviously desperate for water. Putting down his weapon, Ronald goes over. He takes the water canteen. He carries on a strap across his body, unscrews the cap and offers it, but the exhausted man shrinks back patiently. Ronald tries again in careful, well practiced German, he asks the captured man if he would like some water. Bewildered but grateful, the prisoner nods and takes the canteen. He drinks deeply, eyes closed, then lets out a gasp of relief. Ronald half smiles and asks again in German how his pronunciation was still confused. The German hesitantly begins to offer a slight correction Ronald is keen to improve his German and listens intently. He repeats every intonation the German makes, slowly winning the man's trust. But now the conversation is interrupted by a British soldier, who pulls the German abruptly to his feet. The prisoner glances back as he is marched off, the brief moment of unlikely friendship snatched away forever. Later that evening, Ronald is huddled with his comrades, eating. As he scrapes the last of his stew from a tin plate. He hears another soldier coming along the trench, calling out names. Everyone looks up when he approaches. He's carrying a mailbag, hopeful for some news from home. Ronald is pleased to hear his own name announced. He's passed an envelope and quickly puts the plate aside and tears it open. Inside, there is a letter from his old schoolmate, Geoffrey. Beyond the initial pleasantries, four words instantly draw his attention, bringing news of their dear mutual friend Robert Gilson. Ronald's shoulders slump. Robb has been killed, the letter says. After the moment of distraction with the German, Ronald is struck back down by the reality of the Great War. But though he's heartbroken, he will have no time to mourn. There are only a few hours before the gruelling work of the night begins collecting the bodies and making repairs. And tomorrow, another day of relentless bloodshed. Tolkien's memories of the Great War will stay with him for the duration of his life. The loss of two close schoolmates will deeply affect him, but his generosity towards the German prisoner is the kind of defiant act his fallen friends would have encouraged. It also demonstrated his enduring passion for language, even in the most dire of circumstances. Although he doesn't know it yet, Tolkien's enthusiasm for linguistics and his bleak wartime experiences will become crucial to the best selling Lord of the Rings trilogy. The themes of conflict, friendship, good and evil, and forgiveness will run deeply through his life's work. But how did Tolkien rise from a humble Birmingham childhood to become one of the most respected literary figures of all time? What drove him to show such grace to his enemies, even after his closest friends were killed in battle? And why did it take so many years for his greatest works to see the light of day? I'm John Hopkins from Noise at this point is a short history of J.R.R. tolkien. John Ronald Reuel Tolkien is born in Bloemfontein, in what is now South Africa, in 1892. His British parents, Arthur and Mabel Tolkien, had recently moved from England after Arthur was promoted by the bank he works for. Now he runs the company's Bloemfontein offices, where he earns a stable but modest living. When he's three years old, Ronald returns home to the UK to visit family with his mother and younger brother Hilary. Arthur stays behind for work, but before he can join the family, he dies of rheumatic fever. Without a father, the Tolkien family stay in the uk, settling near Mabel's parents in Kings Heath, a working class area of Birmingham. The family have little, but Mabel does her best for her sons. A year later, she moves her boys to the nearby village of Sarehole. With a greater access to nature, including the beautiful slopes and woodlands of the Clent Hills, Ronald's fondness for exploration and wilderness develops. Dr. Holly Ordway is a Tolkien scholar and award winning author of the book Tolkien's Modern Middle Earth beyond the Middle Ages.
