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10 November 2012 @ 12:45 pm
We talked about Rememberance Day as a class yesterday, as most classrooms did I'm sure. I brought in and read them a book, I explained what a World War was to them, tried to explain why WW2 happened (which is a class of mostly ethnic minorities, hit them quite hard), and I brought the photo I have of my grandfather in his navy uniform. The frame around the photo is soft and every year I slide my poppy into it so there are a handful decorating it.

They asked lots of questions about my grandda, mostly curious if he died in the war (which is a no) and if he's still alive now (which is a no ;_;) then we went about our usual day of playing and having snack, etc. I was helping a few of the girls do fashion design so I didn't notice this happen but at the end of the day when I was tidying up, I picked up my grandda's picture and realized something.

There were more poppies there than there had been when I brought it in.
Current Mood: touchedtouched
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Butterfly Ishida: Ugh Childrenbutterflyishida on November 11th, 2012 01:02 am (UTC)
they can be horrible little shits but i rather care about them too
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gallacgallac on November 12th, 2012 08:37 am (UTC)
lest we forget