When I visited #ANZAC Cove, the sun was shining, the water was sparkling, the grasslands meticulously maintained - all in all a scene of peace and tranquility. But as I stood waist deep in the water, facing the incline above the beach, I was filled with emotion as I imagined being a young man (I was 29 at the time, but far less worldly than those younger men who fought, and died, there in 1915) facing soldiers determined to fight for every centimetre of land. I remembered standing before my primary school, aged 8, reciting "For the Fallen" and hearing the bugle played by a veteran of war. I was never taught to glorify war, or to think of others as enemies, but I was taught to give thanks to those, including many members of my own family, who sacrificed so much serving in the Australian military, and also to mourn all who lost their lives in wars. On ANZAC Day, 25 April, We Will Remember Them. (For my friends outside Australia and New Zealand, you might find this of interest: https://www.army.gov.au/our-history/traditions/anzac-day) #anzacday
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