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ANZAC Day : My Day blow by blow

Posted by pauaprincess on April 25, 2007

poppy115.jpgThey shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

For the fallen

Link to the War Memorial Museum ANZAC program and images from WW1.lady.jpg

Preparation starts the night before, someone has to get us all up for Dawn Parade.  This year it’s the Paua Prince who is going to forgo his Zzzz’s to ensure we are all up at 3:30 and at the Cenotaph prior to 6am.  Now I am a little nervous about that, last time he fell asleep in the wee small hours.

Five thousand New Zealanders were wounded during the campaign, 2700 died. The last NZ Gallipoli veteran died in 1997 aged 101.  So there’s nobody left from that original campaign, our second world war veterans are few and far between.  It’s up to us, the new generations to carry on the tradition, Lest we forget is the motto, taken from the prayer Recessional written by Rudyard Kipling,  this is what I have told my children,  the Princeling understands, the wee pipi princess needs only to know that she must be quiet and respectful.

I go to honour my Great Uncle, shot down over France in 1941.  The Prince goes to honour the service of many family members, most of whom returned.  A great great Uncle was killed in 1915 at Chunuk Bair, an epic battle you can learn a little about here.

So, preparations carried out. I’m off to bed, more as it happens….

04:00 We are up and about to leave, just gulping down coffee and weetbix, thats coffee for the prince and I, weetbix for the kids.

We arrived at the Domain at 5am, full carparks and people wandering around in the dark.  The Memorial was lit up, a camera crew were setting up.  We found a spot and got settled, then we waited.

Promptly at 6am the sound system came to life, a veteran welcomed us to the 68th Dawn Ceremony of Rememberance. 

A cadre of 6 cadets slow marched to the flags on the cenotaph representing the 3 services, then the cataflaque guard slow marched to their posts on each corner of the cenotaph. They presented arms, then rest at arms, heads bowed, holding their stier rifles.

The vets marched in, with family marching in place of lost members and wearing their medals, they were followed in by active members of the 3 services and very smartly they stood to attention.  I felt so proud of them, knowing they are peace keepers.

We had the ceremony just before Dawn….cenotaph.jpg

The dedication spoken by the Mayor

At this hour, upon this day ANZAC received its baptism of fire and became one of the immortal names in history.  We who are gathered here think of the comrades who, then and since, fought for freedom on land, sea and air, but did not return. We feel them still near us in the spirit.  We wish to be worthy of their great sacrifice.  Let us therefore once more dedicate ourselves to the service of the ideas for which they died.  As the dawn is even now about to pierce the night, so let their memory inspire us, to work for the coming of new light into the dark places of the world.  We will remember them.

Then it was time for the last post, the flags and lights were lowered and the sun began to rise, orange and pink streaks across the sky behind the cenotaph, turning the cataflaque guard into dark silhouettes.

The ode was read by a retired NZ Nursing Corp Nurse.

Reveille sounded, the flags rose with the sun and the MC proclaimed the sounding of Reveille as our belief that the landing of Anzac was the dawn of nationhood for New Zealand and Australia.

The national anthem, God Defend New Zealand was sung, in Maori and English, and as the final strains were being sung; an airforce sea sprite helicopter flew over us.


After the service we climbed the marble stairs of the museum to the hall of rememberence, to look at the names of those who gave their lives to ensure our way of life continued.

I will upload some images soon.

Well here are some of the images uploaded, I didn’t take photo’s during the service, you wouldn’t take a camera into a funeral after all and in effect, this is a funeral, a funeral for people who died nearly 100 years ago, our great grandfathers, who died in a foreign land, fighting for ideals, fighting so we would never have to fight again.

As at 11:16, it is estimated that 15,000 people attended the service at the Domain in Auckland.  Other ceremonies were held throughout the area as well.


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