Australians and New Zealanders around the world are commemorating the 98th anniversary of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps landing at Gallipoli during World War 1.
What does ANZAC Day mean to New Zealanders? Well, I can’t speak for anyone else but to me it stands for national pride, loss, celebration and co-operation.
Those men were all volunteers, and gave up everything to ensure that their country and the commonwealth was kept safe, and so we can have the lives we lead today, free from what could have been.
Over 10,000 servicemen died in the eight-month Gallipoli campaign. It’s the least we can do to get out of bed early one day to attend a service in order to give thanks.
Each year the New Zealand and Australian memorials/high commissions take a turn to host the service, with a further wreath laying at the other memorial (which is diagonally opposite the green).
This year it was Australia’s turn, and after a well-thought out and moving service, we moved to the New Zealand memorial for a wreath laying there.
I was never very nationalistic until I moved 12,000miles away – as a Girl Guide we were taught to go to the dawn services as a duty (and my 12 year old self was made to) and now I do it because I feel I should.
One tiny way to show gratitude to the men and women who served their countries & are currently serving our countries.
I never knew this, but the 1915 landings in modern-day Turkey were the first time that Australia and New Zealand had fought as independent countries.
And kindly provided by the Sallies, a cup of tea and ANZAC bikkies. ‘On ya mate.
One of the most important goals in my 101 in 1001 completed.