Mrs Sutherland and Mr Yardley had prepared a very special service to commemorate ANZAC Day.
We were very respectful and listened carefully during the service.
Mrs Warren spoke and Mr Wallace (our Board Chairman) shared a special reading.
Isobel read a pome and some of the school leaders read out the names of Fallen Soldiers who once went to our school. Mr Williams shared a story about a family who went to a Prisoner of War camp during the war. He told us about how important a spoon was to stay alive - and then he showed us that very spoon.
A boy from St Andrews School played The Last Post and we heard the ANZAC Ode spoken twice - we have learned this poem this week too.
Mila represented our class and carried a cross to place in the Remembrance - Mr McKenzie helped to put all of the crosses into rows - just like the soldiers marched.
Mrs Hanson had a choir who sang In Flander's Field. It was beautiful.
This is the poem Isabel shared
"The inquisitive mind of a child"
Why are they selling poppies, Mummy?
Selling poppies in town today.
The poppies, child, are flowers of love.
For the men who marched away.
But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?
Why not a beautiful rose?
Because my child, men fought and died
In the fields where the poppies grow.
But why are the poppies so red, Mummy?
Why are the poppies so red?
Red is the colour of blood, my child.
The blood that our soldiers shed.
The heart of the poppy is black, Mummy.
Why does it have to be black?
Black, my child, is the symbol of grief.
For the men who never came back.
But why, Mummy are you crying so?
Your tears are giving you pain.
My tears are my fears for you my child.
For the world is forgetting again.