A Century’s Memories

remembrance rɪˈmɛmbr(ə)ns/ noun A Century’s Memories

remembrance rɪˈmɛmbr(ə)ns/ noun • - the action of remembering something, • of remembering the dead A Century’s Memories

Today we are remembering and saying thank you to all those who were involved in World War 1 Following the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand (heir to the Austro-Hungarian Empire) in June 1914, Britain declared war on Germany. The First World War, also know as 'The Great War' was fought between the Allied powers (mainly Britain, France, Russia, Italy, Japan and, from 1917, the United States) and the Central Powers (mainly Germany, Austria-Hungary and Turkey). A Century’s Memories

On Remembrance Day we remember men and women who died or were injured. Many soldiers in World War One were very young, many were killed. Even more suffered injuries that changed their lives. Families lost fathers, sons and brothers. A Century’s Memories

November is the eleventh month of the year. And it was at the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month that World War One ended back in 1918. At eleven o’clock on a Monday morning the guns fell silent. Every year, Remembrance Day reminds us of this. A Century’s Memories

At 11 o’clock, we take time to be silent. And we remember. A Century’s Memories

‘Remembrance’ is more than just remembering. Remembering a piece of homework you need to complete or to tell your friend something. Remembrance is something we do together. That is why many of us wear poppies: it shows we have not forgotten what happened long ago. A Century’s Memories

Listen to interviews from relatives of people serving in WW1 who lived in Bath and NE Somerset. Why is it so important to remember them? What can we learn from the tragedy of WW1? A Century’s Memories

"Today almost every one of us, whatever our racial, ethnic, national or religious roots, is directly connected to the First World War. The war of 1914 became global and total: it was hard to escape its impact wherever you were." Professor Sir Hew Strachan, 2014 A Century’s Memories

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, A Century’s Memories

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. A Century’s Memories

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, A Century’s Memories

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free A Century’s Memories

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal A Century’s Memories

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, A Century’s Memories

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, A Century’s Memories There is music in the midst of desolation

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, A Century’s Memories There is music in the midst of desolation And a glory that shines upon our tears

They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow A Century’s Memories

They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow A Century’s Memories They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted; They fell with their faces to the foe

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: A Century’s Memories

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. A Century’s Memories

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. A Century’s Memories At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them. (Lawrence Binyon) A Century’s Memories

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