User blog:Meadowwind5/Remembrance day/Veterans day

Ok, so i know we all jave heard about WWII and WWI, And most of the time, in alot of countries people celbreate it. IDK what you do in anyother countrys, So i asked for some help from Cotton and Leafeh, since you know, they are on alot and they live in the states, so anyway, getting on with this blog, I wanted to do something to honner those who have given their lives, no matter where they come from, now I am agensite war and all, but still honnering the things people did these things for all of us, no matter where you come from. Ok so IDK what you do in the states so i'm gonna do what we have done for all my years in school, since GR1 to now. Ok so here it goes.

I'm going to try and make this blog as real as possible.

Fisrt I would lke to play this, for Wafflez who mostlikely won't be able to see this, This is the last post.



Second, I would like to show this paniting done by a War Arist.

Drowning Sailor Painted in 1946 by Jack Nichols

A qoute given by him was this, 'When your drowning, you lost your nationality' This is ture in so many ways. Like some of you my grandfathers and grandmothers helped in the war, I know that Vi's parents are in the army, and Leafeh's dad was in it. And Many have given up there lives in the cause of freedom. IDK if anyone knows about the poem flanders feilds, other then those who I have showed you to, and Bird, and Cinder, but here it is.

'''In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago''' We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.

For those of you who don't know this peom this was written in The great war, by a doctor who was in Flanders, he wrote this after he saw his Best friend shot.

Now when the Great war ended in canada in Toronto, there was a spinish flu epidenic, many people died from that, and all knew the risks, but still many people went out to celebrate the war being over as soon as they found out, on the 11th day, of the 11th month, of the 11th hour. During WW1 we had the halifax explaion, Where over 2000 people died by accident, many children where left blind and homeless, people from all over the world sent to them, as is done in hurricanes and eartquakes now a days.

now I am going to play A song played at all our Rememberce day assembleys, It's called a pitance of time, and for wafflez I'll post the story here.



On November 11, 1999 Terry Kelly was in a Shoppers Drug Mart store in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. At 10:55 AM an announcement came over the store's PA asking customers who would still be on the premises at 11:00 AM to give two minutes of silence in respect to the veterans who have sacrificed so much for us. Terry was impressed with the store's leadership role in adopting the Legion's "two minutes of silence" initiative. He felt that the store's contribution of educating the public to the importance of remembering was commendable. When eleven o'clock arrived on that day, an announcement was again made asking for the "two minutes of silence" to commence. All customers, with the exception of a man who was accompanied by his young child, showed their respect. Terry's anger towards the father for trying to engage the store's clerk in conversation and for setting a bad example for his child was later channeled into a beautiful piece of work called, "A Pittance of Time". Terry later recorded "A Pittance of Time" and included it on his full-length music CD, "The Power of the Dream".

So in the schools that I have been at, we have always had to minutes of silence. I plan to do that on my own as well.

All the lives lost in all wars should not be forgotton, no matter who died, where they came from or what they did, they still shold be remembered, as all heros should be, because you someone, some where they are heros.

<p style="text-align:center;">I thought now i'd tell you what happens here when soldier dies in combat. They are taken to Toronto, covered in the flag and their familys are there, and they rid in a limo to the place where they are buried. As they go down the highway, now known as the Highway of Hero's. Many people come and stand on brige after brige after brige, some solute, others wave flags to honnor there dead, there is a song written about it and here it is

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<p style="text-align:center;">Ok, I have nothing else to say in this blog. So have a nice day and lest we forget.

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