On the eleventh of November at 11.00 we have 2 minutes silence because we remember the people in world war 1 and 2 who died for us. We have the poppies because on the battlefield poppies grew everywhere .So every poppy we buy represents a solider who died for us. On remembrance Sunday a wreath of poppies are placed on a memorial statue, by the town’s most important people. In 2014 it was the 100th anniversary of the first world war. At the tower of London they filled all the grounds with lovely realistic red poppies. We shall never forget!
On the eleventh day of the eleventh month we remember those who sacrificed their lives during world war two. To show we care and are grateful of the soldiers, a lot of places do a one minute silence at eleven o clock on Remembrance Day. Another way that many people show their gratefulness is by wearing a poppy. The reason we wear poppies is because there were lots of poppies where the soldiers fought. The redness of the poppy represents the soldier’s blood, the green represents peace in the future and the black represents their deaths. So always remember the soldiers.
We remember the people who fought and gave their lives for us , the people that made our country what it is today.The poppy is a symbol of the brave men and women who died fighting in world war one and world war two.There are millions of people in the world who wear poppies in the lead up to Armistice day which is on the 11th November. We observe Armistice day with two minutes silence at eleven o’clock and take this time to remember.
It was remembrance day. A time to remember all those who were lost in the wars. I felt sad looking up to see poppy petals falling down. There was one for every person who died in the wars. There was thousands no millions. To many to count. Each one of them was a hero. All of of them had gone to war to save their country. They were people in heaven.
As we remember of that day
Our hearts are nearly taken away.
To the land of where it happened
We really are very saddend.
So why not just take that moment to thank
Those soldiers who used a tank.
As we say in our hearts live
As those we forgive.
Our hearts belong with you
Bless you too.
We shall remember those who sacrificed there lives for there country’s .We shouldn’t forget the soldiers that never came home .We don’t know how lucky we are , without there sacrifices we might not have been here today ourselves. It is traditional to wear a red poppy as a sign and token of remembrance. Boys as young as fourteen were called up to war. I can only think that they must have been very frightened but brave.
“We shall not forget.”
As the solider looks down to the solid ground in agony as the people around him fall onto the sloshy wet floor with a thud. He looks to the ground as his best friend has been shot down with a single shot . He was sad but at the same time happy. His gun on his shoulder weighted it down like a rock in a rushing river. The feeling for serving Britain in war felt astonishing. His team-mates sprinted past him creating his jacket to whoosh around in the cold damp air. He looked up and ran to join the battle of World War 2
Today is Rememberance Sunday. Today we remember all the soldiers who lost their lives in the First World War, Second World War, along with all those who have died in the wars that have since followed, such as the Faulklands, Northern Ireland, and the most recent troubles in Afghanistan, Syria and Iraq. We think about all that they have sacrificed, the injured troops and civilians also and their families. We remember them with thanks and pride and by wearing poppies and the laying of wreaths. We hold a minutes silence throughout the country as we remember them in our hearts and prayers.
It has been another dismal day here in the trenches, my best friend died last night after another heavy attack from the Germans. Every night I get scared looking at all the dead bodies across Flanders field but then I think of you and I feel better. My captain says it’s our turn to be on the front line of attack tomorrow, he said “We should be proud because we are fighting for our King and country!” So why do I feel like this makes no sense. If I don’t make it out alive tomorrow I just want you to know that I’ll never forget you. Be strong mum.
Your loving son, Henry.
Lest we forget all the people who tragically died during any war. We pray that they are happy with you in the kingdom of heaven. Help all those who knew someone who has died in war, be comforted by your love. Help them be brave at this hard moment in time. We ask you to guide people in your wisdom to not participate in any war so that fewer lives are lost and any disagreements between nations will be settled peacefully. Help all those people currently involved in war have strength to get through their dark days.
Almighty and eternal God ,
We pray for those parted from their families and friends to serve our country. At this particular time we remember the bravery and the effort they offered. We should follow there example by serving one another in yor word. We honour their courage and cherish their memory in our hearts and in our words.
An intense pain struck my arm, like a needle stabbing into its cloth. My head span until I felt a comforting pat on my shoulder; which I knew to be my fellow troop. I winced with pain until I noticed the wound in his back. It was obviously more serious than mine, and I felt a sudden rush of guilt and fear. What was going to happen to me? Would I ever return home? I stopped thinking about myself and spun round to help my freind. He was lying on the floor, dead.
I’ll never forget the greatness he did.
Almighty and eternal God,
We pray for those who’s love was parted to stand for our country. At this particular time we remember the braveness and effort their service offered. We should follow their actions to. Serve others in your word. We honor their courage and cherish their memory in our hearts and in our words.
A long time ago, before my grandparents were born, there were two world wars. A lot of people fought in the wars, to protect their country from being destroyed. This also meant a lot of people tragically lost their lives and families were torn apart. Children were taken away from their families and sent to concentration camps. Our freedom today is a result of their sacrifices, and we show our respect by wearing poppies and laying poppy wreaths at cenotaphs. On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month when all the guns fell silent, we will remember.
20th June 1916, the river Somme
Fighting here really is awful. All the soldiers in the trenches are depressed and miserable. Our friends are dying and no-one dares make new friendships for fear of the new friend dying. We are all lonely and the letters we get from home don’t help like they used to. They only contain sad messages about sons who have been lost or taken prisoner and other, equally saddening thoughts. The only consolation we have is that the enemy must be feeling the same. Although this is almost nothing against the great swamp of misery we are fighting, we cling onto anything we have. This diary is one of my last remaining comforts.
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