The ANZAC day

It was my first holiday here in Aust and there is something that touched my heart about the veterans. ANZAC stand for Australia and New Zealand Army Corps. And ANZAC day is a holiday dedicated to commemorate the courage and loyalty of the soldiers who fought and risked their lives during the World War I. It was way-way back 1915 and some of the soldiers were under 16... (Damn! That's my age!o_0)

The ANZAC fever went for a day, I mean the television was all about ANZAC and the parades and the ceremonies being held at the different capital cities. There were parades wherein different races in this country joined the celebration, the veterans were of course on the parade wearing their medals. Most of the veterans were really really old (duh?!? What do you expect xina?!Haha! Forgive me.) And they were on their wheelchairs crying, must've been a really heartbreaking experience. Tsktsk. As for those who already passed away, their families represent them by wearing their badges and medals.

At the end of the day, when I was watching big brother (Aust version), I realized how they really value this ANZAC day that the housemates cried as they were raising their flag on an early morning. I mean all the Aussies know the value and essence of celebrating the ANZAC day and not just those who fought during the war. Such pure loyalty that I hope someday could also happen on my dear Philippines. :( I can barely remember how we celebrated Independence Day. O_0 sorry for that, haha! But I of course know the usual ceremonies being held such as flag raising, television hourly updates, march on Luneta park and long speeches -- oh and some households have flags raised too! But of all these things, I just can't feel that "spirit of celebrating." =p

Ending: I really admire the Aussies love for their country.