Showing posts with label Days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Days. Show all posts
Apr 22, 2011
Apr 1, 2011
April Fool's Day: What's the best prank you've ever done?
Tell us whats the Best Prank you've ever done, or you ever gotten? :D
Ima tell you mine.
It happened 2 years ago, the seniors was having their Mock IGCSE exam (Cambridge Syllabus)
almost everybody ganged up on one of my friend said that they change the exam schedule, which means on that day it was other subject exam. Of Course she was freaking out, i died the whole entire week laughing about it. Well i wasn't the only one, but still.
What's yours :) sharing is caring :P
Mar 17, 2011
St. Patrick's Day
Saint Patrick's Day (Irish: Lá Fhéile Pádraig) is a religious holiday celebrated internationally on 17 March. It is named after Saint Patrick (c.AD 387–461), the most commonly recognised of the patron saints of Ireland. It is observed by the Catholic Church, the Anglican Communion(especially the Church of Ireland), the Eastern Orthodox Church and Lutherans. Saint Patrick's Day was made an official feast day in the early 17th century, and has gradually become a celebration of Irish culture in general.
The day is generally characterised by the attendance of church services, wearing of green attire (especially shamrocks), and the lifting of Lenten restrictions on fasting and drinking, which is often proscribed during the rest of the season.
Saint Patrick's Day is a public holiday in the Republic of Ireland, Northern Ireland, Newfoundland and Labrador and in Montserrat. It is also widely celebrated by the Irish diaspora, especially in places such as the United Kingdom, Canada, the United States,Australia, and New Zealand, among others.
Little is known of Patrick's early life, though it is known that he was born in Roman Britain in the 4th century, into a wealthy Romano-British family. His father and grandfather were deacons in the Church. At the age of sixteen, he was kidnapped by Irish raiders and taken captive to Ireland as a slave. It is believed he was held somewhere on the west coast of Ireland, possibly Mayo, but the exact location is unknown. According to his Confession, he was told by God in a dream to flee from captivity to the coast, where he would board a ship and return to Britain. Upon returning, he quickly joined the Church in Auxerre in Gaul and studied to be a priest.
In 432, he again said that he was called back to Ireland, though as a bishop, to Christianise the Irish from their native polytheism. Irish folklore tells that one of his teaching methods included using the clover to explain the Christian doctrine of the Trinity to the Irish people. After nearly thirty years of evangelism, he died on 17 March 461, and according to tradition, was buried at Downpatrick. Although there were other more successful missions to Ireland from Rome, Patrick endured as the principal champion of Irish Christianity and is held in esteem in the Irish Church.
Front fountain of the White House
Chicago River dyed for the day
Feb 14, 2011
Nov 13, 2010
Remembrance Day
EVEN IF ITS NOT REMEMBRANCE DAY
MANY THOUSANDS DIED
EVERY DAY THOUSANDS MORE
MANY PEOPLE LOST
BRUTAL BATTLES
EVERY ONE REMEMBER
REMEMBER ALL WHO FALL
On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month in 1918 the Armistice between the Allies and Germany was signed. That was the ending of "The War To End All Wars", WWI. Regrettably, peace did not last, but that date gained recognition throughout the Western world.
Originally, the 11th of November was marked as Armistice Day, but after the many wars that followed, it was changed to allow all soldiers from all wars to be honored.
In Canada, as in the UK, November 11th is called Remembrance Day; in the U.S. it's called Veteran's Day.
In each country the day is marked with ceremonies, parades, speeches and a moment of silence to honor those men and woman who have sacrificed for their nations.
This are some of the most famous poems:
They shall not grow old
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
From Laurence Binyon's poem For the Fallen, written in September 1914
In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915
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.
This might be one of the most famous poems of the Great War. The day before John McCrae wrote it, one of his closest friends was killed and buried in a grave decorated with only a simple wooden cross. Wild poppies where growing between the crosses marking the graves of those who died in the battle. Unable to help his friends, John McCrae gave them a voice through "In Flanders Fields".
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