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Dawn Service

Well, it's 2:45 on ANZAC day and I am heading out to the dawn service, first time that I have ever been.

Lest we forget.

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Just A Few Things

And they shall not grow old,

As we who are left grow old,

Age shall not weary them,

Nor the years condem,

At the going down of the sun,

And in the morning,

We will remember them,

Lest we forget.

Today is ANZAC day. 'Nuff said.

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A piece of advise.

Do not put you new glass of Coke down next to your glass of watered turps that you use to clean paint brushes..... The result is inevitable.

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I just got my computer back for the second time in as many weeks, for killing the power supply for the second time in as many weeks. It is assumed that the PS that was installed was faulty. I however have a completly new case (as the reset button on my last one was fucked and not completing the circuit, possiblyshort circuiting the system and killing the PS) and all is running again..... For now.

Anyway, that's all I've got.

Have a good one.

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In Memory of Honor, In Memory of Valor, In Memory of ANZAC

On this day, the 25th of April the people of Australia and New Zealand celebrate and mourn the loving memory of the men who went to World War 1, those who fought and died so that we would always be free.

Today I would like to share with you what this day means to me.

But firstly.....

*The Last Post plays*

May I please ask for a minute silence in memory

*One minute passes*

And they shall not grow old,
as we who 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,
Lest We Forget.

*Revellie Plays*

I do not know of any of my family that had to serve in WWI so many ask why I feel so deeply about this day. In many ways I do not know myself, I just know deep down that it is important. The sacrifice made by so many thousands of Australians and New Zealanders, and everyone else who fought beside us has to be for something. That they paid the price of our freedom with their blood sweat and tears. They who would retire to bed each night at the bugle call of The Last Post saying thanks that they had lived another day, only to be awoken by the Revellie the next morning, each with silent prayers that they shall see the sunset. They who left their lives behind to answer their country's call to arms. People who laughed and loved but gave it all up.

Nothing can change what happened, ANZAC will always stand for mateship, courage, determination, stubborn resilience and so much else that Australians hold dear.

It is a powerful day in our callander, and I shall strive to uphold it's memory.

Lest We Forget.

Here are some powerful pieces that I have found in my travels over the internet.

On the 25th of April - Anzac Day - We remember all those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice in war. As each year passes by, the brave young men of WW1 pass from our sight to become legends of the future. Anzac Day is a time for all of us to stop and reflect on the tremendous efforts and sacrifice of our Diggers to keep the freedom we enjoy today. WW1 affected nearly every Australian Family - parents, wives, brothers ,sisters and friends were left to mourn the heavy losses for the rest of their lives. Australia lost a whole generation of men, 58,961 were never to come home and 166,811 were casualties coming home from the war with broken minds and bodies. The terrible heartbreak may have lessened with each generation - we can now talk easily about the war - but my grandmothers family wouldn't speak of it - the pain of remembering just to much. For many years Anzac Day Marches slowly declined - but now we see a great resurgence of interest and the crowds are filled with young faces. Remembering and honouring our Anzacs memory is the least we can do.

'Did you think that we'd forget you mate

with the slow march of the years??

That as time passed we'd wipe the slate

Of your sorrow and your tears

Did you think we'd scorn your sacrifice,

Find no honour in the dead

When your lives paid our freedoms price

How then could we forget

And thats the Diggers Legacy

The freedom we hold yet

We never can repay them

And we never should forget

(Written by the man who wrote "And the band played Waltzing Matilda,"Eric Bogle)

Lest we forget.

Why Wear A Poppy??

"Please wear a poppy," the lady said,

And held one forth, but I shook my head,

Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,

And her face was old and lined with care;

But beneath the scars the years had made

There remained a smile that refused to fade.

A boy came whistling down the street,

Bouncing along on care-free feet.

His smile was full of joy and fun,

"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"

When she'd pinned it on, he turned to say;

"Why do we wear a poppy today?"

The lady smiled in her wistful way

And answered; "This is Remembrance Day.

And the poppy there is a symbol for

The gallant men who died in war.

And because they did, you and I are free -

That's why we wear a poppy, you see.

I had a boy about your size,

With golden hair and big blue eyes.

He loved to play and jump and shout,

Free as a bird, he would race about.

As the years went by, he learned and grew,

And became a man - as you will, too.

He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,

But he'd seemed with us such a little while

When war broke out and he went away.

I still remember his face that day.

When he smiled at me and said, 'Goodbye,

I'll be back soon, Mum, so please don't cry.'

But the war went on and he had to stay,

And all I could do was wait and pray.

His letters told of the awful fight

(I can see it still in my dreams at night),

With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,

And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.

Till at last, at last, the war was won -

And that's why we wear a poppy, son."

The small boy turned as if to go,

Then said: "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.

That sure did sound like an awful fight,

But your son - did he come back all right?"

A tear rolled down each faded cheek;

She shook her head, but didn't speak.

I slunk away in a sort of shame,

And if you were me, you'd have done the same:

For our thanks, in giving, is oft delayed,

Though our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!

And so, when we see a poppy worn,

Let us reflect on the burden borne

By those who gave their very all

When asked to answer their country's call

That we at home in peace might live.

Then wear a poppy! Remember - and Give!

This is perhaps one of the most well known poems from WW1. Colonel John McCrae died while on active duty in May 1918.The day before he wrote "In Flanders Fields", one of his closest friends was killed and buried in a grave decorated with only a simple wooden cross. Wild poppies were already blooming between the crosses that marked the graves of those who were killed in battle.

"In Flanders Fields" was first published in December, 1915 in England's "Punch" magazine. Within months, "In Flanders Fields" became the most popular poem about the First World War. Many people felt the poem symbolized the sacrifices made by all those who participated in World War I.

In Flanders Fields

by Lieut-Col. John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our 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 failing 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.

An American, Miss Moira Michael, read In Flanders� Fields and wrote a reply entitled

We Shall Keep the Faith:

Oh! You who sleep in Flanders� fields,

Sleep sweet - to rise anew,

We caught the torch you threw,

And holding high we kept

The faith with those who died.

We cherish too, the poppy red

That grows on fields where valour led.

It seems to signal to the skies

That blood of heroes never dies,

But lends a lustre to the red

Of the flower that blooms above the dead

In Flanders� fields.

And now the torch and poppy red

Wear in honour of our dead.

Fear not that ye have died for naught

We�ve learned the lesson that ye taught

In Flanders� fields.

I hope that this has given you some insight into this day and what it means to me.

But now, if you'll excuse me If I keep this up much longer I am going to break down in tears.

So I shall leave you with this.....

LEST WE FORGET

tamika69

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ANZAC Day

"They shall not grow 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 evening
we will remember them."

-- From the Anzac Day Service

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happy.. anzac day?

is that right?

hmm...

well it is awfully quiet today. The weather (yeah i know i always talk about the damn weather), is pretty depressing...

i predict much of nothing today, seems like everyone is just sleeping... being anzac day and all.

Lets see what i've been doin for the last few days.

Sunday - Woke up semi early, had lunch at knox went to oakleigh. Watched Samurai7 for a while (ANiME!) then headed out to PP donny... feked around for a bit, went to maccas donny... and then home home home ;). Got home at about 2am, felt pretty tired and hit la la land by 3.

Saturday - recovered from previous day, ate lunch in glenny ;). I was SOOOOO TIRED...

Friday - woke up early, went to uni... came home, said farewell to my brother... :(... went to work my last shift at KmART (YAY) then got ready for amber lounge ;). I was sooo tired at the end of it... alchi + litttle sleep = pwned...!!

Life is at the stage where it's pretty much the end of one phase... but the next hasn't quite started yet... I wonder where i'll be at the end of this week.

Anzac @ MindSay

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