Remembrance Day is officially 11 November to pay our respects and think about all those that have courageously answered the call of duty. It first began on the 11th of the 11th month, November at the eleventh hour — to recall an end of The First World War hostilities. It is marked with many people getting together, most wearing poppies, laying wreaths at memorials, ex servicemen marching on a parade proudly wearing their medals. I have family who have served in the forces and proudly done their time as we would say. However, this year it was a 7 year old child that had my hear bursting with pride on remembrance day.
Our local church has a service in the Sunday morning and the church is busier than usual. This Sunday in November it has quite a few younger members. Children from the Scout, cubs, girl guiding and brownie units. My 7 year old granddaughter, Alexandra is a member of the brownies. Proudly she goes into the church, enjoys the service, the two minute silence at 11am during the service and then walks with a spring in her step to the monument. Where the minister takes the service, as its time for the brownies to lay the wreath Brown Owl calls upon Alexandra to come up to get the wreath. For her to lay the wreath onto the monument is a huge privilege she is most definitely wearing her poppy with pride.