Armistace Day

The start of November is a time of remembering. As the last leaves fall from the trees and the temperature steadily falls we, the British public, first celebrate Bonfire Night, remembering the failled attempt to blow up Parliament by Guy Fawkes and a group of other revolutionaries, then we turn our thoughts to Rememberance Sunday and Armistace Day.

Recalling how at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month guns on both sides fell silent and World War I ended. On this day we too remember and honour those who have given their lives to defend their country and uphold the values and freedoms that we enjoy today.

Below is a famous poem written by Rupert Brooke:

‘Some Corner of a Foreign Field

The Soldier (War Sonnets No. 5)

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blessed by the suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts a peace, under an English heaven.’

So on this Armistace Day wear your poppy with pride and remember those who died in past wars and those who are still serving their country.

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