Yesterday the planes continued to bomb places where they thought there might be an ambush. Off in the distance we could hear trench mortars and machine guns as the Japanese pushed ahead and advanced toward Barotac Viejo. We remain near the shelter most of the day.
This morning planes flew over and bombed again. I suppose we must expect it every day as long as there is resistance, but it does get on a person’s nerves. Although this month wasn’t so terrible as last month, and we are taking it a little calmer.
The children’s teacher has been holding her classes in the air raid shelter for the last few days.