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I had forgotten the date when the radio flicked off at 11am and Flanders Fields started. Automatically I recited it with the guy on the radio as I chopped up some veggies and put everything down when the silence started. In school it was always one of those things you did and then went back to math or whatever but staring down at my half-cut carrots I started to well up a bit. Maybe because of the recently lost veterans we should remember today, or maybe because of the fear of losing more. But I was standing and listening to my boss chop away and talk and when she yelled "hey, what's wrong with the radio?" I let a couple tears fall.
And then that song came on and that too I remembered from school and hummed along. And then they played "hero" by Enrique Iglesias and my mind was full of images of wartime dance halls and tearful last kisses and I started getting misty eyed again.
I've never really been affected by Remembrance Day, but I suppose it's a bit closer to home now.
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And then that song came on and that too I remembered from school and hummed along. And then they played "hero" by Enrique Iglesias and my mind was full of images of wartime dance halls and tearful last kisses and I started getting misty eyed again.
I've never really been affected by Remembrance Day, but I suppose it's a bit closer to home now.
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