A poem about remembrance day:
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.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
From Laurence Binyon's poem For the Fallen, written in September 1914
Separation:
There are many things i liked about my year in grade 8. Most of them are being with my friends at school. others are the assignments that we do together. I mostly liked spending time with my friends.I also like to go on field trips like the one we did going to Broga. we get to experience a lot of things. We went flying fox playing challenging games and also built a raft to test it in the pond nearby. I think i would miss being with some of my friends.My favorite memory so far it getting to play computer games everyday during summer. I think i am sacred of being separated from my friends and not having to talk to them again. The things i look forward to is to make new friends and make a bigger connection with the students in the whole school so i can have friends anywhere i see.
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