On memorial days the teacher, as he describes the past events that have helped to make our country strong and keep it free, may well refer to the colours of the flag as reminders of the virtues on which our Empire rests.
For memorial days the following, among others, are suggested:
FLAG DAYS
Opening and closing of each term
Jan. 1.—Municipalities
incorporated in Canada, 1842. (To be
celebrated on the first
school day of the new year.)
Feb. 10.—Union of the Canadas, 1841.
March 11.—First Responsible Ministry, 1848.
March 14.—Founding of Upper Canada—Constitutional Act, 1791.
March 24.—Egerton Ryerson’s birthday (1803-1882).
Empire Day.—The school day immediately preceding May 24.
May 24.—Victoria Day.
June 3.—The King’s Birthday, 1865.
July 1.—Dominion Day: Confederation of the Provinces, 1867.
July 17.—First Parliament of Upper Canada, 1792.
September 13.—Battle of the Plains of Abraham, 1759.
October 13.—Battle
of Queenston Heights—Death of Sir Isaac
Brock,
1812.
October 21.—Trafalgar Day, 1805.
December 24.—Close
of the War of 1812-1814, by the Treaty of
Ghent. (To be celebrated
on the last school day before Christmas.)
Other days commemorating events connected with various localities may also be chosen.
For information respecting the flag, teachers are referred to Barlow Cumberland’s History of the Union Jack (latest edition), to the Flag Charts, by Mrs. Fessenden, and to The Flag of Canada, by Sir Joseph Pope. For the stories of the patron saints of England, Scotland, and Ireland, see Appendix.
THE COLOURS OF THE FLAG
What is the blue on our flag,
boys?
The waves of the
boundless sea,
Where our vessels ride in
their tameless pride,
And the feet of
the winds are free;
From the sun and smiles of
the coral isles
To the ice of
the South and North,
With dauntless tread through
tempests dread
The guardian ships
go forth.
What is the white on our flag,
boys?
The honour of
our land,
Which burns in our sight like
a beacon light
And stands while
the hills shall stand;
Yea, dearer than fame is our
land’s great name,
And we fight,
wherever we be,
For the mothers and wives
that pray for the lives
Of the brave hearts
over the sea.
What is the red on our flag,
boys?
The blood of our
heroes slain,
On the burning sands in the
wild waste lands
And the froth
of the purple main;
And it cries to God from the
crimsoned sod
And the crest
of the waves outrolled,
That He send us men to fight
again
As our fathers
fought of old.