We’re making a set list - and checkin’ it twice - will you be coming out for one of these Christmas shows ? - they’re going to be right nice - Villages is coming to town 🎅🏻 Ticket link is located in our profile !
Poster by Phil MacIsaac 🙏
Why are they selling poppies, Mummy?
Selling poppies in town today.
The poppies, child, are flowers of love.
For the men who marched away.
But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?
Why not a beautiful rose?
Because my child, men fought and died
In the fields where the poppies grow.
But why are the poppies so red, Mummy?
Why are the poppies so red?
Red is the colour of blood, my child.
The blood that our soldiers shed.
The heart of the poppy is black, Mummy.
Why does it have to be black?
Black, my child, is the symbol of grief.
For the men who never came back.
But why, Mummy are you crying so?
Your tears are giving you pain.
My tears are my fears for you my child.
For the world is forgetting again.
Such a lovely card from Parnika...it brought a little tear to my eye!
Parnika’s journey from when she started with me to the little genius she is now has been extraordinary!
Watching Parnika grow from the shy student who was lacking confidence in her abilities to the outgoing, determined and confident girl she is now has been a pleasure to be a part of.
I’m looking forward to teaching you, Parnika, for many years to come and sharing many more goals! A very proud Ms Samim☺️