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Remembrance Day

The children in Year 6 have been learning about World War I and read some very descriptive and evocative poetry which helped to bring the pride, fear and horrors of the war to life. 

They were then able to imagine what the soldiers could see, hear and feel and following this, wrote their own poems.  They really were fantastic.  

Here are only two superb examples: 

Life on the Battlefield

Cannons blasting at full pelt                                                                                                                                                           Soldiers dropping like flies struck by newspaper                                                                                                                                    Tanks prowling the area                                                                                                                                                                          Rats scampering like rats do                                                                                                                                                                    Nibbling at the skin of the fallen                                                                                                                                                              This is the life on the battlefield

Guns claiming victims by the second                                                                                                                                                Trenches are the only hiding places                                                                                                                                        Barbed wire just making a nuisance                                                                                                                                                      Lice crawling into your boots

And ripping into your flesh                                                                                                                       This is the life on the battlefield                                                                            Grenades making trenches close up                                                                          Bodies littering the ground                                                                                                                      

The bare ground making it impossible to look up                                                                                                                              For fear of getting shot                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          By the enemy’s No.1 sniper                                                                                                                                                  This is the life on the battlefield

By Lucas Sibley (Year 6)

The Identical Poppy

The whimper was his last breath

Everything went quiet as he died

All we can do now is remember him

And all his bravery

All those days of fighting

Walking down into the deep, dark trenches

Now I’m a poppy in a field

Of brave strong men.


Never know when or what will happen

To me next

We all stayed strong until that very moment

When I died

Now I’m in a better place

Now heaven’s my home

I lay in a field of identical poppies

No one knows it’s me

Never-ending, hiding and crouching

Now I’m in a better place

I sure hope I’ve done my country proud.


By Milly More (Year 6)