This Remembrance Day, our students and staff paid their respects to those who have served and paid the ultimate sacrifice.
Remembrance information board displayed in our Learning Resources Centre.
Mr Amos led a very moving virtual assembly for secondary students on the importance of Remembrance and how we can still remember despite things being a little different this year. Our primary year groups also held special assemblies to learn more about Remembrance.
Beautiful artwork created by students and staff has been displayed around the school for those to learn, pause and reflect.
Our display in the quad area - secondary students and staff hand made poppies and primary students each produced a piece of artwork to be displayed.
As the school held a one minute silence at 11am on 11th November, our Reception year bubble gathered around their beautiful Remembrance Tree.
Year 5 and 6 students linked their learning with some fantastic blackout Remembrance poetry.
For the Fallen
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.
Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
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.
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:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon (1869-1943), published in The Times newspaper on 21 September 1914.
