Remembrance Day Poem
Fighting through blowing dust
It gets nastier everytime I shoot
I try harder but it’s not enough
Tears descend when I lose my group
We never knew how hard it was
We never knew
We never knew
I must keep crawling through the sand dune
With a loaded gun in my hand
The bombers are coming soon
Villagers hide throughout the land
We never knew how hard it was
We never knew
We never knew
I try to keep strong
With my death almost near
But I do know, this is where I belong
I bid you goodbye as I shed my last tear
We never knew how hard it was
We never knew
We never knew
By: Lauren T
Remembering those who fought and died for our peace is something important for us to pass on to our children. We strive to honour our peacekeepers, both past and present, in a meaningful manner.
The Royal Canadian Legion holds an annual Remembrance Day Contest. Students can choose to enter posters, poems or essays exploring the theme of Remembrance. Our Grade 7 + 8 students particpated again this year.
The students read stories about all the wars including the ones that involve Canadians today. A moving visit to the cenotaph on Remembrance Day gave new meaning to many of our studets of what it means to remember.
Our students again had some poignant entries and 8 of our students' work was honoured with a 1st, 2nd or 3rd place.The winners progress to the zone level and continue potentially all to the national level.
It started one day in the year September 1, 1939, all different troops from all over the world had come on a long journey, to fight in the war. They didn’t know what to expect. Whether they would live in a trench or not, what food they would eat, and whether they would ever see their family again. They all marched in and the war had begun. From the very first day, the battle field was a disaster.
From the shooting of bullets, to the sounds of bombs, these sounds were normal to the soldiers who heard them every minute of every day. Even though they were hidden, didn’t mean they were safe.
As they were fighting, some saw their best friends fall to their death. As the tears rolled down their faces, cleaning the dirt off their face, they knew they had to keep fighting or they might be next. They would think about all the good memories they had, had. From the time they first met to the last good-bye. And in less than a minute, it was all over.
As families pray that their loved one will be safe, they are out fighting all day and all night hoping that the next day would be the day to go home and see their family!
Every year on November 11th, we remember the ones who gave their life for us to live in freedom. We wear a poppy to symbolize our appreciation toward the ones who fighting for us. We take two minutes to appreciate them and all their hard work - Sabrina V.
