The dull and overcast conditions didn't dampen the spirit of the whole school who had been developing their understanding of what, how and why, we remember during the week.
An impeccable two minutes silence was observed by all.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Remember them
Eleventh hour
Meaning of war?
Everybody who died
Memories of the past
Bloody battles
Realise their sacrifice
Armies across the world
November eleventh
Courage that they had
Effort they shared
Died in hope
Awful time
Years have passed
Year 4 Acrostic Poem
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