Today is Remembrance Day. Remembrance Day has always been an important holiday for me and it is the one holiday that I am glad to say has not become commercialized. In reality, how can you commercialize death? How can you turn a holiday that is to thank all soldiers for their service into a commercial holiday?
This year has been even more important after the shooting in Canada on October 22nd. It was a terrible event that strengthened Canadians and, by my own personal feelings, made us stronger. From Nov. 1 till Nov. 11, in Canada and many other Commonwealth countries, you can buy a poppy where the funds go to the veterans. It is a noble cause and one that I continue to support when I can. While I am not in Canada this year for the events, I will still be wearing my poppy proudly on Nov. 11 and being thankful that I am in a country that is relatively at peace with its neighbours.
The following poem is the most important poem in Canada for Remembrance Day.
In Flanders Fields
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.