For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for November 09, 1997
November 08, 1997
November 10, 1997
Transcript:
April: Why are people selling poppies today, Mom? Elly: They're a symbol, April. Something to make us remember. A man called John McCrae wrote a beautiful poem about the poppies that grew in Flanders fields. Also in the fields were crosses, marking the graves of soldiers who died fighting the war. April: Why do I hafta wear a poppy?! I'm not really sure what a war IS! Elly: I know. And that, I think, is the best reason of all!
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.