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  • Y12WarPoetry.notebook

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    October27,2010

    WW1?

    ChristmasDaythewarstopped&theyplayedfootball.

    19141918

    70millionssoldierstookpart.PoohBearwastheCanadianWW1Mascott

    AlliesvsCentralPower

    1000NewZealandersdiedinGallipolli

    Knownasthewartoendallwars

    Womanwouldhandmenawhitefeatherinthestreetstoforcethemtoenlist

    WhenWW1finished,alotoftheboundarieshadchanged

    EndofthewarresultedinthetreatyofVersailles

    Halfthepeoplewhodiedareinanunmarkedgrave

    In6months,FrancelostmorepeoplethanAmericahaslostinthewholeofthe20thcentury(army)

    Endedbyanarmistice

    Halfthesoldiersthatfoughteitherdied,werewoundedorbecameprisionersofwar

    Theeconomiclosswas180billion

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    October27,2010

    WW1?

    GallipolliAnzacday

    Poppies

    AustraliaNewZealandarmycorps

    Begunwithtensioninthelate1800s

    AmericawasntinitiallygoingtojoinWascalledthegreatwarorthewartoendallwars

    Wentupthewaterwaythedardenelles?

    Dawnservices

    bigfailure

    musturdgasandchlorinegas

    Atthestarteveryonewasverynaive,thoughtitwasgoingtobeagoodtime

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    October27,2010

    UsefulWordsForthefollowingwords,writewhatyouthinkthedefinitionis.Ifunsure,lookinthedictionary.These3wordswillbevitalinyourdiscussionofthepoemstobestudiedthisyear.

    patriotism

    propaganda

    honour

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    PropagandapostersLookattheunderlyingmessage,whatdiditmeanifyou:

    Stayathome? Gotowar?

    12eng

    coward youshouldfeelguilty you'reselfish peoplewillthinklessofyouandyourfamily separationfromyourcountryexcluded womenallowedtoadoptmasculineroles embarrassmenttoyourfamily yourloyaltytoyourcountrywillbequestioned ignoringyourduty shameful peoplewouldn'trespectyouanymore

    morehonourable upholdingjustice patriotic theywillhavefun courageous youwillbecomeaskilledtradesmengetsomethingoutofit. getrespectfromyourfamily makesyouknownasabraveperson makefriends includedinsociety,partoftheus mightaswellbeinthefrontlinebecauseyoumaybeluckyenoughtodie. partofthesolution makeyourfamilynameandyourfamilyproud guaranteedaplaceinheaven meetexpectations.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lompbwroc4k

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    October27,2010

    TrenchClipDescribewhatitmusthavebeenlikeforthesoldiersinyourownwords:

    BattleoftheSomme

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-tv5gba9dqs&feature=related

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    October27,2010

    TheSoldierbyRupertBrookeIfIshoulddie,thinkonlythisofme:Thatthere'ssomecornerofaforeignfieldThatisforeverEngland.ThereshallbeInthatricheartharicherdustconcealedAdustwhomEnglandbore,shaped,madeaware,Gave,once,herflowerstolove,herwaystoroam,AbodyofEngland's,breathingEnglishair,Washedbytherivers,blestbysunsofhome.

    Andthink,thisheart,allevilshedaway,Apulseintheeternalmind,nolessGivessomewherebackthethoughtsbyEnglandgivenHersightsandsoundsdreamshappyasherdayAndlaughter,learntoffriendsandgentleness,Inheartsatpeace,underanEnglishheaven.

    RupertBrooke,1914

    12eng2

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    October27,2010

    TheSoldierbyRupertBrookeIfIshoulddie,thinkonlythisofme:Thatthere'ssomecornerofaforeignfieldThatisforeverEngland.ThereshallbeInthatricheartharicherdustconcealedAdustwhomEnglandbore,shaped,madeaware,Gave,once,herflowerstolove,herwaystoroam,AbodyofEngland's,breathingEnglishair,Washedbytherivers,blestbysunsofhome.

    Andthink,thisheart,allevilshedaway,Apulseintheeternalmind,nolessGivessomewherebackthethoughtsbyEnglandgivenHersightsandsoundsdreamshappyasherdayAndlaughter,learntoffriendsandgentleness,Inheartsatpeace,underanEnglishheaven.

    RupertBrooke,1914

    12eng2

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    October27,2010

    TheSoldierbyRupertBrookeIfIshoulddie,thinkonlythisofme:Thatthere'ssomecornerofaforeignfieldThatisforeverEngland.ThereshallbeInthatricheartharicherdustconcealedAdustwhomEnglandbore,shaped,madeaware,Gave,once,herflowerstolove,herwaystoroam,AbodyofEngland's,breathingEnglishair,Washedbytherivers,blestbysunsofhome.

    Andthink,thisheart,allevilshedaway,Apulseintheeternalmind,nolessGivessomewherebackthethoughtsbyEnglandgivenHersightsandsoundsdreamshappyasherdayAndlaughter,learntoffriendsandgentleness,Inheartsatpeace,underanEnglishheaven.

    RupertBrooke,1914

    12eng2

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    October27,2010

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    October27,2010

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    October27,2010

    DisabledWilfredOwenCloseReadingQuestions:1.Readthroughthepoemtoyourself2.Lookupanyunfamiliarwordsinthedictionary3.Writedownyourinitialreactiontothepoem4.Writedownwhatweknowaboutthesoldier'slifebeforeandafterthewar.Usequotestosupportwhatyouaresaying:

    Past Present

    5.Compareandcontrastthewelcomethemangetsforthefootballgameandwhenhereturnshome:

    RugbyGame WarWelcome

    6.Whatreasonsdidhehaveforgoingtowar?7.Whatroledoessleepplayinthispoem?8.Findatleast4languagetechniques:

    techniqueexamplewhyused

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    October27,2010

    WilfredOwenDisabledHesatinawheeledchair,waitingfordark,Andshiveredinhisghastlysuitofgrey,Legless,sewnshortatelbow.ThroughtheparkVoicesofboysrangsaddeninglikeahymn,Voicesofplayandpleasureafterday,Tillgatheringsleephadmotheredthemfromhim.

    AboutthistimeTownusedtoswingsogayWhenglowlampsbuddedinthelightbluetreesAndgirlsglancedlovelierastheairgrewdim,Intheoldtimes,beforehethrewawayhisknees.NowhewillneverfeelagainhowslimGirls'waistsare,orhowwarmtheirsubtlehands,Allofthemtouchhimlikesomequeerdisease.

    Therewasanartistsillyforhisface,Foritwasyoungerthanhisyouth,lastyear.NowheisoldhisbackwillneverbraceHe'slosthiscolourveryfarfromhere,Poureditdownshellholestilltheveinsrandry,Andhalfhislifetimelapsedinthehotrace,Andleapofpurplespurtedfromhisthigh.

    Onetimehelikedabloodsmeardownhisleg,Afterthematchescarriedshoulderhigh.Itwasafterfootball,whenhe'ddrunkapeg,Hethoughthe'dbetterjoin.Hewonderswhy...Someonehadsaidhe'dlookagodinkilts.That'swhyandmaybe,too,topleasehisMeg,Aye,thatwasit,topleasethegiddyjilts,Heaskedtojoin.Hedidn'thavetobegSmilingtheywrotehislieagednineteenyears.GermanshescarcelythoughtofandnofearsOfFearcameyet.HethoughtofjewelledhiltsFordaggersinplaidsocksofsmartsalutesAndcareofarmsandleaveandpayarrearsEspritdecorpsandhintsforyoungrecruits.Andsoon,hewasdraftedoutwithdrumsandcheers.

    Somecheeredhimhome,butnotascrowdscheerGoal.OnlyasolemnmanwhobroughthimfruitsThankedhimandtheninquiredabouthissoul.

    Now,hewillspendafewsickyearsinInstitutes,Anddowhatthingstherulesconsiderwise,Andtakewhateverpitytheymaydole.Tonighthenoticedhowthewomen'seyesPassedfromhimtothestrongmenthatwerewhole.Howcoldandlateitis!Whydon'ttheycomeAndputhimintobed?Whydon'ttheycome?

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    October27,2010

    WilfredOwenDisabledHesatinawheeledchair,waitingfordark,Andshiveredinhisghastlysuitofgrey,Legless,sewnshortatelbow.ThroughtheparkVoicesofboysrangsaddeninglikeahymn,Voicesofplayandpleasureafterday,Tillgatheringsleephadmotheredthemfromhim.

    AboutthistimeTownusedtoswingsogayWhenglowlampsbuddedinthelightbluetreesAndgirlsglancedlovelierastheairgrewdim,Intheoldtimes,beforehethrewawayhisknees.NowhewillneverfeelagainhowslimGirls'waistsare,orhowwarmtheirsubtlehands,Allofthemtouchhimlikesomequeerdisease.

    Therewasanartistsillyforhisface,Foritwasyoungerthanhisyouth,lastyear.NowheisoldhisbackwillneverbraceHe'slosthiscolourveryfarfromhere,Poureditdownshellholestilltheveinsrandry,Andhalfhislifetimelapsedinthehotrace,Andleapofpurplespurtedfromhisthigh.

    Onetimehelikedabloodsmeardownhisleg,Afterthematchescarriedshoulderhigh.Itwasafterfootball,whenhe'ddrunkapeg,Hethoughthe'dbetterjoin.Hewonderswhy...Someonehadsaidhe'dlookagodinkilts.That'swhyandmaybe,too,topleasehisMeg,Aye,thatwasit,topleasethegiddyjilts,Heaskedtojoin.Hedidn'thavetobegSmilingtheywrotehislieagednineteenyears.GermanshescarcelythoughtofandnofearsOfFearcameyet.HethoughtofjewelledhiltsFordaggersinplaidsocksofsmartsalutesAndcareofarmsandleaveandpayarrearsEspritdecorpsandhintsforyoungrecruits.Andsoon,hewasdraftedoutwithdrumsandcheers.

    Somecheeredhimhome,butnotascrowdscheerGoal.OnlyasolemnmanwhobroughthimfruitsThankedhimandtheninquiredabouthissoul.

    Now,hewillspendafewsickyearsinInstitutes,Anddowhatthingstherulesconsiderwise,Andtakewhateverpitytheymaydole.Tonighthenoticedhowthewomen'seyesPassedfromhimtothestrongmenthatwerewhole.Howcoldandlateitis!Whydon'ttheycomeAndputhimintobed?Whydon'ttheycome?

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    October27,2010

    WilfredOwenDisabledHesatinawheeledchair,waitingfordark,Andshiveredinhisghastlysuitofgrey,Legless,sewnshortatelbow.ThroughtheparkVoicesofboysrangsaddeninglikeahymn,Voicesofplayandpleasureafterday,Tillgatheringsleephadmotheredthemfromhim.

    AboutthistimeTownusedtoswingsogayWhenglowlampsbuddedinthelightbluetreesAndgirlsglancedlovelierastheairgrewdim,Intheoldtimes,beforehethrewawayhisknees.NowhewillneverfeelagainhowslimGirls'waistsare,orhowwarmtheirsubtlehands,Allofthemtouchhimlikesomequeerdisease.

    Therewasanartistsillyforhisface,Foritwasyoungerthanhisyouth,lastyear.NowheisoldhisbackwillneverbraceHe'slosthiscolourveryfarfromhere,Poureditdownshellholestilltheveinsrandry,Andhalfhislifetimelapsedinthehotrace,Andleapofpurplespurtedfromhisthigh.

    Onetimehelikedabloodsmeardownhisleg,Afterthematchescarriedshoulderhigh.Itwasafterfootball,whenhe'ddrunkapeg,Hethoughthe'dbetterjoin.Hewonderswhy...Someonehadsaidhe'dlookagodinkilts.That'swhyandmaybe,too,topleasehisMeg,Aye,thatwasit,topleasethegiddyjilts,Heaskedtojoin.Hedidn'thavetobegSmilingtheywrotehislieagednineteenyears.GermanshescarcelythoughtofandnofearsOfF