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.

So goes the first verse of John McCrae’s poem In Flanders Fields.  Across northern France and Flanders (northern Belgium), the brutal clashes between Allied and Central Powers soldiers tore up fields and forests, tearing up trees and plants and wreaking havoc on the soil beneath. But in the warm early spring of 1915, bright red flowers began peeking through the battle-scarred land: Papaver rhoeas, known variously as the Flanders poppy, corn poppy, red poppy and corn rose.  Struck by the sight of bright red blooms on broken ground, McCrae wrote a poem, “In Flanders Field,” in which he channelled the voice of the fallen soldiers buried under those hardy poppies.

As part of our Remembrance activities this week, Prep III made their own poppies to help us remember the sacrifice of so many men and women who have given their lives fighting for their country.

Prep III Poppies for Remembrance

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