Her poem wins legion contest

emily barron is the provincial junior poem winner in the Legion’s contest.

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A poem entered in the Royal Canadian Legion’s Poem, Poster, Essay contest by Uplands Elementary student Emily Patricia Barron has won the Provincial Junior Poem category.

Emily’s entry is now in Ottawa, and hopefully she will have success at the national level.

Other Br. 13 Terrace winners were Primary Black/White Poster Markus Lillie, Primary Colour  Poster Cody Kirby, Intermediate Essay Rhett Mutschke and Intermediate Poem Joshua DeCario.

Not since the late ‘90s have we had a provincial winner; back then, Jeff Townsend’s Black and White Posters made it to the nationals on two occasions, and was runner-up once.

A student from Veritas School, Kendl Longridge, won the North West Zone, Provincial and the National in 1997 with a watercolour painted poster.

Each year, the B.C. Yukon Command mails a package out to all schools in B.C., private and public, and in that package are entry forms, rules and a letter to all principals, English teachers, parent advisory committees, and social study teachers.

This year, we had 129 entries from students at Uplands Elementary, Veritas school, Cassie Hall and Thornhill Elementary. Ten years ago, we would have as many as 400 entries, with most schools participating.

Read Emily’s winning poem to the right.

Soldiers

On November 11th

We all sit and pray,

For the soldiers out there

That we hope are okay;

The soldiers out fighting

We keep in our heart,

I wish we could all

Just go back to the start;

A sad good-bye

With a kiss and a hug,

While we say good-bye

Our hearts give a tug;

The wars going on

In Afghanistan and Iraq,

We pray to god

That they will always come back;

The crosses,

Poppies,

Funerals and more,

Remembrance Day

is never a bore;

A soldiers gun firing

Away through a storm,

Instead of staying

At a house that is warm,

The crosses at

Flanders Fields shine,

While I wear a poppy

That isn’t all mine;

The clock ticks on

All through the night,

Just to think of what’s happening

Gives me a fright;

Commanders wait

To tell their troops ‘go’,

How long will they fight?

I don’t know;

With peace and courage

it will all end,

Until then our love we send.