Remembrance Day

I saw Pamela did a post on Veteran’s Day yesterday, in Canada on the same day we celebrate the same thing but we call it Remembrance Day.

And yesterday, I got to be a very proud Momma. Well, even prouder than usual as my eldest two wore their Girl Guide (Girl Scouts for your Yanks) and Scouts Canada uniforms and present wreathes of poppies for their class in the school ceremony.

I got to sneak in and see them. Since most of my pictures involve other children, I chose not to post them. Except this picture of my daughter below with her Girl Guide hat and all her swaps from an International event.












I was also very proud of my youngest who is in Jr. Kindergarten and how he sat so still and was so quiet during The Last Post.

It made my heart swell seeing all these children who still remember those who fought and continue to fight for our freedom.

So I leave with my favorite poem written by Lt. Col. John McCrae a field physician from WWI who was from Guelph, Ontario.


By John McCraeΒ d. January 1918 in France.

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow,Β 

Between the crosses row on row,

That mark the place; and in the sky,

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago,

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow.

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders Fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from falling hands we throw

The torch: be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders Fields.