04 Nov Thank You, Veterans
November is mostly known for Thanksgiving holiday celebrations, Black Friday and Cyber Monday shopping, and the end of daylight savings time when we can all relish getting that extra hour of sleep. (By the way SHA family, that would be this coming weekend, November 7th that you need to set your clocks back an hour. Your phones do this automatically. Yay, technology!)
But there is one other incredibly important holiday that we at South Hills Academy would encourage all our eagles to remember this month. That holiday is of course, Veteran’s Day.
Veterans Day originated as “Armistice Day” on Nov. 11, 1919, the first anniversary of the end of World War I. Congress passed a resolution in 1926 for an annual observance, and Nov. 11 became a national holiday beginning in 1938. Unlike Memorial Day, Veterans Day pays tribute to and gives thanks to living veterans who served their country honorably during war or peacetime.
Veterans Day occurs on November 11 every year in the United States in honor of the “eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month” of 1918 that signaled the end of World War I, known as Armistice Day. In 1954, President Eisenhower changed the name to Veteran’s Day.
The military men and women who serve and protect the U.S. come from all walks of life; they are parents, children, grandparents, friends, neighbors, and coworkers, and are an important part of their communities. Several our own SHA family members are veterans.
South Hills Academy will be honoring our veterans the next coming week with a special pancake breakfast as our way of saying thank you for your service to this country and for protecting our nation so that we have the freedom to learn, to worship, and to live.
In Flanders Fields
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.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.