Remembrance Sunday is a beautiful kind of day.
It is a day of reflection, a day where we cherish our family and friends.
It is a day in which we fulfil a promise, a promise to not let the brave, altruistic soldiers, who sacrificed their souls for our country, become forgotten memories.
It is a promise we shall forever keep.
It is a beautiful kind of day.
When watching a WW1 film, this usually means one of three things:
1.) We are being forced to watch it.
2.) We got wind that T.Hiddleston and B.Cumberbatch would be topless in it.
3.) It is about a horse.
WW1 was full of tragedies, but one of the most tragic occurrences had to be the children in that war, they carried weapons, they killed others, and their lives were cut short fighting a war they should have never been in. These children carried out duties that only the bravest type of men could face; the youngest boy on record was just 12 years old.
In WW1 films, we don't see the baby faces, we don't see the boys who just left their mother's terrified arms.
Here's to remembering a different kind of man.