This week our grade has been learning about ANZAC Day. ANZAC Day marks the anniversary of the first major military action by the combined Australian and New Zealand forces during the First World War. Every year on the 25th April we honour and remember all the men and women (and animals) who have participated in wars or conflicts, as well as those who are still serving in the Defence Forces today.
Today our school is commemorating 100 years since the landing at Gallipoli with a special assembly. Our grade 5 students have done a fantastic job of organising this special event.
We have utilised many resources as part of our learning, including Behind The News segments and picture story books that we have read in library.
These are two of the Behind The News segments that we watched:
These are some of the stories that Ms Browne has shared with us in library.
Anzac Ted by Belinda Landsberry
Roly The Anzac Donkey by Glyn Harper and Jenny Cooper
Meet The Anzacs by Claire Saxby and Max Berry
Anzac Biscuits by Phil Cummings and Owen Swan
The Last Anzac by Gordon Winch and Harriet Bailey
Do Not Forget Australia By Sally Murphy and Sonia Kretschmar
My Grandad Marches On Anzac Day by Catriona Hoy and Benjamin Johnson
The Anzac Puppy by Peter Millett and Trish Bowles
Below are some poems that our talented Grade 5 students (who are organising our special assembly) wrote about ANZAC Day and poppies.
We celebrate this day,
In every possible way,
And because of our,
ANZACs we are here today,
They fought for OUR freedom,
Brave and rough, under constant attack,
Aussie mateship shone through,
The ultimate sacrifice for me and you,
I’d like to thank all diggers,,
Past and present,
Long live the ANZAC spirit.
THEY REPRESENT 10,000 men,
Lying underneath the dark sandy ground,
Spread all around with a proud smiles on their bright red petals,
Representing those who fought and those who stood up to save their country,
They can whisper all the long-lost voices from the forgotten fields of war that lie at the bottom of a soldier’s heart.
The colour of the battle fields where the men fought for our freedom,
The flower we wear to remember,
Where it all started,
Wear the poppy with pride,
It also made France thrive,
Lest we forget.
In Flanders fields the poppies grow.
Between the crosses, down below,
Cherished ANZACS rest in peace.
As fellow soldiers quickly decrease.
Today we stand here, remembering them,
Tomorrow we stand there, holding the stem.
The stem of the poppy, red against the sky
Tied in bunches, saying goodbye.
The only flower that grows in battles,
While gunfire happens the earth rattles.
The only flower that makes peace,
For brave hearts motionless underneath.
Lest We Forget
By Ella & Bebe
As we watch,
Those beautiful poppies shine,
Around those warriors wounded,
As we commemorate the soldiers,
I stop and visualise the poppies on the battlefield,
Giving hope to those that went to war
And fought for our country,
They make us who we are now and forever.
I saw a poppy when I was walking along,
It reminded me of the ANZACs,
The ANZACs fought for Australia 100 years ago,
I remember the ANZACs with poppies.
As those poppies stand silent
And the years pass by
The flower returns year after year remembering
Red standing for courage and vravery
Black standing for death
Green standing for the life and spirit
Those soldiers we will never forget
Those soldiers who rought for us and our country
Those soldiers who were our fathers, our brothers, our uncles, our sons.
Poppies in the meadow
Standing nice and tall
Many soldiers fell young and old
At the wake of dawn and of the rising sun
We will remember them
Poppies fill the meadows
You wear me on ANZAC day
We stand for the soldiers that fought for us
They protected our country
In our hearts they will always stay.
The soft red petels,
The big black dot,
Remind us of those who fought
And if it weren’t for them
We wouldn’t have what we’ve got
We remember them from day to day
And when they come to mind
Those many brave ones
Who faught many battles and found
Themselves in a bind
We use that flower
That small red poppy
To remember them
I stare into the field.
The blank field.
Except for one poppy.
One special poppy.
A poppy to remember,
A poppy to thank.
A poppy more powerful then any.
An ANZAC poppy.
100 years ago
The ANZACs went to war
They were only very young
It was awful what they saw
They left their families behind
To defend our country
We now live in a better place
Thanks to the ANZACs
My great grandfather was in world war 2
My grandfather was in the Vietnam war
It was scary what they had to do
Happy Anzac Day to you.
Sometimes the best and most beautiful,
Things in the world cannot be seen or touched,
They can only be felt through the heart.
As I look down, I see a field of red poppies,
But why, why did the ANZACs go, not me?
I remember that every day I would look out,
And hope that I wouldn’t go.
Because I left, I wouldn’t get to say that I fought for Australia
Our freedom, for our rights.
What did you learn about ANZAC day?
What ANZAC day picture story book was your favourite and why?