User blog:Meadowwind5/Remembrance day/Veterans day

Ok, so i know we all have heard about WWII and WWI, And most of the time, in a lot of countries people celbreate it. I don't know what you do in any other countries, So I asked for some help from Cotton and Leafeh, since you know, they are on a lot and they live in the States, so anyway, getting on with this blog, I wanted to do something to honour those who have given their lives, no matter where they come from, now I am against war and all, but still honouring the things people did these things for all of us, no matter where they came from. Ok so I don't know what you do in the States so i'm gonna do what we have done for all my years in school, since Grade 1 to now.

Ok so here it goes.

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

Fisrt I would like to play this, for Wafflez who most likely 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 true in so many ways.



Like some of you my grandfathers and grandmothers fought and 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. I don't know if anyone knows about the poem, Flanders Feilds, other than those who I have showed it to, and Bird, and Cinder.

'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 Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, a doctor, who was in Flanders, he wrote this after he saw his best friend shot.

When the Great war ended in Canada in Toronto, there was a spinish flu epidenic, many people had died from that and were dying at the time. Even though they knew the risk many people went out to celebrateThe end of the Great War, as soon as they found out, on the 11th day, of the 11th month, of the 11th hour. During WW1 Canada 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 nowadays.

A song played at all our Rememberce day assemblies, It's called a Pitance of Time, I'll post the story here.

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<p style="text-align:center;">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".

<p style="text-align:center;">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.

<p style="text-align:center;">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 should be remembered, as all heros should be, because  maybe to you, To someone, were they are heros.

<p style="text-align:center;">I thought now i'd tell you what happens when Canadain 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 100 KM(60 miles) highway, now known as the Highway of Hero's. Many people come and stand on bridge after bridge after bridge, some salute, others wave flags to honnor our dead soldier.

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<p style="text-align:center;">Lest We Forget.

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