Lest We Forget : Australian War Memorial
We are a family that has been relatively untouched by the scars of war. To the extent that we don’t have close relatives that died in battle. We do have a couple of relatives that went to war and one who has been awarded a civilian medal for civilian service during a war. However, without having anyone personal to “remember”, it’s easy to allow thoughts of war and remembrance to become a lower priority in our lives.
So when we were planning a trip to Canberra with our children, a visit to the Australian War Memorial was high on our list of priorities. We saw it as an opportunity to give them some sort of understanding as to what has happened in the past and how important remembering is, to honour the lives of those who were lost and to ensure we work hard not to let anything so terrible happen again.
As it turned out, the War Memorial was running special tours designed particularly for children at the time we were in Canberra.
I was SO impressed with the way the War Memorial was run. I believe most of the staff are actually volunteers. The attention to detail they gave and the overall service and information was second to none. The kids were fussed over and treated very well and what they learnt through the entire experience was fabulous.
We were able to take them into the Discovery Zone where they were really able to get hands on and do things like sit in the cockpit of a helicopter, search for mines, get inside a submarine and see what trench foot looks like.
By far, the most significant part of the whole experience though was a visit to the tomb of the unknown soldier. I was stunned by how this group of children, some of them quite young, were very solemn and quiet during the minutes silence we had. It was a very special and poignant moment.
If you’ve never been to the Australian War Memorial, I can highly recommend it as a place suitable for all ages. I’m so thankful to all the wonderful volunteers who work hard to keep the place running smoothly and making it a worthwhile experience for all.
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