Armistice Day today - Poppy Day. It sucked, I’m not going to lie. The worst part was in the two minute silence I was sitting in a class room and through the window I could see into another class room talking - as if it was an ordinary two minutes. Disrespect, pure disrespect. With a hint of ignorance, it was infuriating. And those burning Poppies? Probably similar beliefs to those who burn...
help for heroes.
As of tomorrow, we are selling help for hero bands at school and all the money we make will go to the charity, we have brought two hundred and if there are some left we’re hitting the streets and selling them there. Speaking of which, my brother phoned on Sunday, for merely twenty minutes but it was better than nothing - despite the fact that the phone line kept getting cut off. He said...