The Hype: Remembrance Day Submissions, Learning to Remember
Welcome to The Hype, youth-focused feature in Your West Central Voice & The Kerrobert Chronicle. This month we received a number of submission for Remembrance Day.
Lest we forget
By Mady Adamson
Lest we forget
Forget the men who fought
Forget the ones who sought
To bring peace
And never did they cease
So Lest we forget
the sacrifice they made
but were they afraid
of What was needed
As they kneeled in the field
And hoped the plan succeeded
They saw men across the fields
And the fight in the airfields
The battles on the ocean
As life became slow motion
And yes, they were afraid
But they proceeded
So why would you forget
How they faced the threat
And knew the risks
They knew war consists
Of pain, death and defeat
But they fought on
As bombs fell upon
Their trenches, their friends, their brothers
But would it stop
Not before killing forty-four thousand ninety
Not Before destroying families and history and memories and love
As the dead watched from above
No, It wouldn’t ever truly stop.
So lest we forget.
Why a soldier is a real hero
By Kenna Becker
Fought for our needs
But now the only thing they have are Poppie seeds
they worked in the rain
but now they feel no more pain.
But now they fly high like a dove,
THEY GAVE US PEACE AND LOVE
THEY KNEW FREEDOM
CAN’T BE BOUGHT,
SO, THEY FOUGHT
THEY GOT A CALL FROM THE ARMY
NOW THEIR VOICES SING IN HARMONY,
THE BOMBS flew,
The guns blew
Below the crosses they lay silently,
After their fight for society,
We will never forget
the soldiers we never met
even though,
it was long ago,
we still sow
the seeds of memory
the doves fly free,
with glee,
we stand on guard for thee,
because you made our country free
Fallen foes
By Huntyr Friedrick
Dear, everybody I have ever loved,
If you are reading this, unfortunately I have fallen, but I had fallen in the best way I could’ve. I fought hard for this country, and I would like to thank you, because you made me who I am today, you made me into a strong soldier, a loving friend, a trustworthy companion, and a brave warrior. I love you more than anything, and that is why I fought to keep us safe, you, my friends, my family, and even my foes. If I were there with you right now, I would give you big hugs, and lots of love. I will miss you more than anything, and I know you will miss me too, but I will always be there, in the sky, watching over you. I will paint the sky with white clouds, clear, blue skies, and bright oranges and pinks to form sunsets that shine in your eyes. If you were curious what being a soldier was like, it was cold, sometimes, lonely, scary, and traumatic, but besides all of that I met lots of people, new people, I had friends, like Kyle, Tristan, Charles, and Kristen. We fought together, and we lost a few of each other but in moments, when times were not as rough, we were still having fun, joking around, smiling, and laughing. It was sad seeing the fear in the faces of our foes, all because of arguments and fights, it turned into physical conflict all the same. Their families and friends will miss them just as much as you miss me, and it makes me incredibly sad to see. We all fought for our countries, all the same, yet somehow, the people who bombed our homes, who shot our friends, who ended our lives, still go to heaven, all the same. Unfortunately, this is the end, I love you, very, very much, but I need to move on. Farewell, and please carry the torch, the same way we all did for our country.
From: A brave soldier
DECEMBER 7 1941
By Hamilton Fullerton
It was a beautiful day in Hawaii the heat of the sun was on my face. My mother called me to come downstairs. Coming mama I said, gest what day it is mama said. I do not know I said, we are going to peril harbor she said. I was so happy. So, we walked there, and then I saw it I thought it was going to be the best day ever, but it was to be my worse day. When we got there, I got to see all the ships I cannot wait.
When we got too the main area it was so cool there where we got to saw marines, military, navy, eth. When I was outside, I saw a couple planes they had big red dots. I was confused at first until disaster happened the planes swooped in and bombed the ships. I was so scared the noise of screaming and shooting I thought I was going to die. Until a soldier swooped in and grabbed me and hid me somewhere. I watched him run out and get to an artillery unit and shot into the sky. A plane came down at me, so I ran and then boom everything went black.
I woke up in a hospital in a bed my mother said he is awake he is awake she was so happy but when I look to my left there was destruction. the doctor said I was one of the lucky ones. So I got up and saw the destruction I was sad. Later that day there was an anousment by the government of the USA that we where attacked by the japane and we shale declar war on the Axis powers. I was devasated more war. So the next year was scary untill 3 months later the Allieds were created. I was fineally at peace.
In 1944 the axis powers started to finally whith the exacushan of the dictater of itally. Then hitler was loseing his battals the soviets where pushing in to there home land. Then D-Day came and it was sucksesfull. then in 1945 Hitler died of sudaside. In august 1945 USA droped two nukes on japan. By now I was 18. So the 2 world war is over. And the alies won.
So now today you can go visit perl harber. It’s a millatary base for navey but if you go to a pasific spot. You can see the memorial of pearl harber. So that’s why USA whoud never interfear in WW2 unllest japan attacked pearl harber. So now you know what pearl harber is. Now WW2 was the most dangerist war ever happened. So that’s my story.
The way I went/got to war.
By Felicity Malcolm
I was sent to war. In a matter of days my life changed, I’m scared. I wish I was at home, with my wife and daughter. They must be worried about me. I hope I’m dreaming, that I’m not going to war, but I know that’s never going to happen. At least I’m going with my friend. I hope we make it out alive to tell the tale. Tell the tale about how Hitler is a horrible man, how the war is horrible, and we should be at peace. I liked my life the way it was, why couldn’t he just leave my family alone. Now, all I can see is other soldiers looking tough. I wish I had the courage and not think about all the bad things going on. They look like their ready for war. I look around the bus to see what others may look or see what there thinking about. I see a guy shed a tear maybe I am not the only one not ready for war. My mind jumps back to my family, will they think about me? Pray for me? Hope I will get out alive? I Hope so I will think about them. Now my mind must be in war again, our bus driver made an announcement that we will be there in about five minutes. This will be the quickest five minutes of my life. This time is the last true peace. Then the war will begin, and many lives will be at risk. I take a deep breath and ask God to forgive me for my sins. “Ok everyone! here is where you become real soldiers. No matter if your good or bad I will be looking forward to the bus ride back to your houses. Win the war or not, Stay safe.” Said the bus driver. Ok. I got this. The goal is to just make it back on the bus. I walk. “Ok soldiers.” said our leader. “Follow me to our hideout. Don’t get lost. It’s very easy to miss so if you turn your head and everyone goes missing good luck surviving. This will not be our only bunker so pay attention to what I’m saying, or the other option is death. Soldiers follow me.” We all follow the leader to the bunker. We adventure in the bunker and pick our beds. It’s not like home, but it works. “We are all at risk you all came here for a reason, and it’s to fight we are not little girls we are men.” Said the leader. Hearing that made me cry I so badly wanted to be with my little girl. Now its war I may die tomorrow or may die in a week. For I may return to my house and see my family again. But should I never count on it, I can pass on, my body below the soldier’s ground. My soul above the bodies of competition.
Learning To Remember
By Eve Sylvester
Once there was a little girl named Victoria, who was 8 years old, and went to school on November 5. Her teacher, Ms. Davis, said “tomorrow is the last day of school before Remembrance Day, so make sure to think of some questions for tomorrow.” Victoria was scared because she didn’t know anything about Remembrance Day and all her friends did. When her mom picked her up from school, she looked sad. Her mom asked, “are you okay Victoria?” “No” said Victoria. Her mom asked why, and Victoria replied, “we have to think of questions for tomorrow about Remembrance Day and I don’t know anything about it.” Then her mom said, “ok then I will teach you about it.”
When they got home her mom gathered all the things she had about Remembrance Day. Her mom started to teach her about it and explained it like this. A long time ago, some people got mad at each other for different reasons and World War 1 started. The war ended on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month in 1918. And every year on November 11th there is a ceremony at 11am in Canada and we take 2 minutes of silence to remember the sacrifices the soldiers made for us. In a cemetery, there are graves of world war veterans. A world war Veteran is a soldier that fought in a war. On Remembrance Day we wear poppies because by the graves of the soldiers, the poppies grew.
The next day, she went to school with so many questions. Victoria was raising her hand every time to ask a question. They did so many crafts and activities throughout the day, and Victoria answered all the questions correctly. Ms. Davis was so proud of Victoria; she got a scented sticker. Finally, they had to write poems about Remembrance Day. Victoria had a long poem with 8 lines. Ms. Davis was really impressed with Victoria’s work, and she gave Victoria a 92%.
When she went home, she had a simile on her face. Her mom said, “why are you so happy today?” “I got all the questions correct about Remembrance Day!” replied Victoria. Her mom replied with “that’s fantastic!” Later on, she showed her mom and dad everything that she did that day. Her parents were also impressed with Victoria’s work.
On Sunday, November 11th, she was proud to put up the wreath of her father’s company at the Remembrance Day ceremony. Meanwhile, Victoria’s mom was getting tears in her eyes because her dad was in World War 2. Victoria didn’t know that her grandpa was in the war, so it saddened her mother that her daughter didn’t know about Remembrance Day. When her mom told her that her grandpa was in the war, Victoria started to cry. She told her mom that she will never forget what her grandpa and other soldiers did for us.
We remember the soldiers who lost their lives for ours.
Inside the poppies
By Adrian Bennette Ada
THROUGH THE POPPIES, THROUGH THE FLOWER.
IN THROUGH THE STEM, OUT THROUGH THE GEM.
YOU CAN FIND THE SOULS, OF THE FINEST GLOWS.
AND THE SOLDIERS, WHO FOUGHT WITH THEIR LIVES TO SAVE OURS.
YOU TRY TO GET OUT, BUT YOU CANT FORGET.
THAT VOICE FROM WITHIN YOU, MAKES YOU MAD.
YOU CAN ONLY BE TAKEN BY DEPRESSION.
THAT VERY LIGHT YOU ONCE KNOWN, FADES RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.
FOR WITH NO LIGHT, BRINGS NO HAPPINESS.
THAT SAME MEMORY HAUNTS YOU, YOU TRY TO HIDE
BUT IT ALWAYS FINDS YOU.
YOUR DEPRESSION NEVER LEAVES, BUT GROWS ON YOU.
YOU GROW OLD BUT, THEY NEVER LEAVE.
YOU JUST FIND OUT YOU ARE A SOLDIER, WITHIN THE POPPIES.
YOU CANT LEAVE IT BECAUSE YOUR REMEMBERED.
SO THE REASON YOU CANT LEAVE IS BECAUSE PEOPLE REMEMBER WHAT THEY DID.
REMEMBER WHAT ALL THE SOLDIERS DID TO PROTECT US ALL.
REMEMBER THEM