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Here are two posters from the Grade 8 class. The one on the left was done by Lisa Card and the other was by Hanna Kent. Please click on image to enlarge.
A selection of poems and a story from Mrs. McAdoo's Grade 8 class at Sharbot Lake Intermediate School.
War is Hell
by Matthew Whan
The sound of rifles firing, the cries of the helplessly wounded.
Soldiers hopes fading.
The sky, blackened by gunsmoke.
The grass, stained with blood where the soldiers lay.
The ones who were wounded could only wait.
To meet their everlasting fate.
The wounded soldiers gave into the unbearable pain.
Then silence.
Remember them.
Coming Home
by Melisia Green
He stepped off the helicopter,
tears in his eyes,
trying not to let anyone see him cry.
His first steps on the ground fill his head with thoughts,
about his death to the family,
it would be a great loss.
A lot of men had to go,
but why him?
Why now?
Leaving his wife and new baby,
he didn't know how.
But while months and years slowly passed,
it looked like the war would surely last.
His ears hurt from deafening screams,
his eyes too, from lack of dreams.
He had to go on.
There was no time to waste.
One wrong move,
it was left all up to fate.
When he got back the baby he left was five.
He was happy to be home,
and glad to be alive.
Spice
by Hanna Kent
Salt
Like the salt of the earth soldiers that risked their lives for our freedom,
Pepper
Like the horrible mud, blood and disease that were part of their daily lives,
Curry
Like the bombs, grenades and mustard gas, clogging the air and killing thousands,
Cinnamon
Like the warm memories of your home and family while you are fighting.
Tabasco
Like the pain of finding your Dad or Husband is missing,
Jalapeno
Like the guilt and nightmares of war burning and stinging and never leaving you,
Sugar
Like the feeling of freedom people like me experience because of that war.
Thank You
by Heather MacPherson
I'd like to thank the soldiers who died
I'm sorry that their families cried
I got to know my grandpa more
After he came home from war
In the dreadful year of /97
My grandpa had to go to heaven
He had no pain and he died in his sleep
But then again he was very weak
So wear a poppy on your shirt
I'm telling you it doesn't hurt
Need another reason? Put it this way
If they didn't fight and die, would we be here today?
How I Feel About Remembrance Day
by Lisa Card
On Remembrance Day we think of the soldiers we lost in World War I and II. I feel they were so brave to defend our country and to die for our country in 1914 -1918 and again in 1939 - 1945. The pain and sorrow they and their families went through is absolutely unexplainable. I don't think I would be able to go through what happened to them, the endless gunshots and lifeless bodies of their loved ones. It would be utterly terrifying to see what touched their eyes and hearts so very long ago.
They gave up so much so we could live in peace. I would like to thank them all for what they did. Who knows where we would be today if they weren't there then. The soldiers left their lives not knowing if they were ever going to return to them or not. Now if that's not bravery and loyalty to one's country then I don't know what is. The memories are painful and those who saw are scarred for life, physically and mentally.
My Grandma told me that she can still remember the day that a government representative came to her house and told her family that her brother Tommy (my great uncle) was killed in action. After the horrible news they hung up a black cross in their window to let others know that they had lost a family member in World War II.
So for my conclusion I would like to say thank you one more time to everyone who helped save our country.
