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Remembrance Day
Today was a very important day for Little Miss M. She (along with 6 other children in Year 2) had been chosen to participate in the Remembrance service at the police station's cenotaph. Each child accompanied a police officer; the officer laid a wreath, the child a cross. Little Miss M has been incredibly excited about this all week, and has been telling me all about the Great War, poppies and memorial ceremonies.
Of course we went to the service this morning and I found it very moving - it was cold and windy and grey, the vicar was hardly audible, the crowd not very large (50 people maybe), but it just felt right. It wasn't big and flashy and pretentious, not trying to 'make it special'. It was just honest. I don't really have the right words for describing it, except that the children were all incredibly sweet and made it all very poignant and moving.
Anyway, this afternoon Little Miss M and the girls from next door did some drawings all about Remembrance Day. So here is what an almost-seven-year-old thinks. Behind a cut to spare your space.
Of course we went to the service this morning and I found it very moving - it was cold and windy and grey, the vicar was hardly audible, the crowd not very large (50 people maybe), but it just felt right. It wasn't big and flashy and pretentious, not trying to 'make it special'. It was just honest. I don't really have the right words for describing it, except that the children were all incredibly sweet and made it all very poignant and moving.
Anyway, this afternoon Little Miss M and the girls from next door did some drawings all about Remembrance Day. So here is what an almost-seven-year-old thinks. Behind a cut to spare your space.
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