Every
April 25th, Australians celebrate Anzac Day.
The day is Australia’s version of the United States’ Memorial Day. Australia’s military history is nowhere near
as long and devastating as the military history of the US, but Australia is a
much newer country with a much smaller population. With that, Australian troops have fought
alongside their allies in many wars over the past 100+ years and their smaller
losses shouldn’t be discounted when comparing them to the population. Anzac Day here is as big or probably even
bigger than Memorial Day in the US.
Anzac
Day marks the landing of the Anzacs – the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps
– at Gallipoli in the Ottoman Empire (now Turkey) on April 25th, 1915. Fighting alongside other Allied troops, the
goal was for the Anzacs to take the Gallipoli Peninsula and open up access for
the Allied troops to the Black Sea. The
8 month siege was unsuccessful, with over 8,000 Anzac casualties and 18,000
more injured before they retreated.
As
the name suggests, Anzac troops came from both Australia and New Zealand. The countries had a combined volunteer force to
assist Britain, France, and Russia in their attempt to defeat Germany and pals. Troops from the two countries had previously
fought as part of the British empire in the Sudan Campaign in 1885 and the Boer
War in the 1890’s, but World War I marked the first time that troops fought as
Australians and New Zealanders under their own command.
On
the first anniversary of the landing at Gallipoli, services were held in both
Australia and New Zealand to commemorate the day and remember those who
sacrificed for their country. Services
continued on subsequent anniversaries, and the holiday was made official in New
Zealand in 1920 and Australia in 1921.
From then on, the public holiday became a national day of commemoration
for all 60,000 Australians and 18,000 New Zealanders who died in World War
I. After World War II, the holiday took
on a greater meaning and now commemorates those who have fallen not just in
World War I, but during all subsequent wars in which the countries have
participated.
Popularity
of the holiday has increased and decreased over time. One notable decrease was during the Vietnam
War when anti-war sentiment ran high.
More recently, the holiday has seen a massive resurgence as younger
generations have not directly experienced war.
A greater sense of national pride may also contribute to the holiday’s
resurgence.
Anzac
Day is celebrated with marches and memorial services at war monuments around
both countries. One of the most
well-known features of the holiday is the dawn service. Dawn services are held across both countries
to commemorate the peaceful moments before dawn – right before the Anzacs made
their charge ashore at Gallipoli. The roughly
one-hour service features hymns, prayers, addresses, bands, dedications, wreath
laying, and a moment of silence. Also
played are the national anthems of both Australia and New Zealand (both are
played in both countries), along with the now Royal Hymn which was the national
anthem of Australia during most wars fought.
In
Australia, many Aussies wear rosemary on their lapels as rosemary was abundant
at Gallipoli. In New Zealand, poppies
have taken on this role. In Sydney, the
main dawn service is held at the Cenotaph, a World War I war monument located
in Martin Place right in the middle of the city. As a future Australian who missed out on most
Anzac Day activities during my first two years here, I decided that I should probably
get up and check it out. Third Anzac Day
is the charm, right? So, my alarm went
off at 3:45am and I met a co-worker outside my apartment at 4am. We wandered over and found a place to stand
for the 4:30am start to the service.
They really should call it the pre-dawn service as there were no traces
of the sun anywhere even after the service ended.
I
didn’t take any photos during the service as it was quite solemn and I thought it
would be very disrespectful. I did
manage to snap a few afterward.
The
City of Sydney installed a big screen for the service first in 2005 as too many
people were attending and not all could see:
People
crowded around the Cenotaph right after the ceremony concluded:
I
was amazed at how many people actually woke up so early for the dawn service. I only live less than a 15 minute walk away,
but not all of these people have the luxury of rolling out of bed and walking
down the street. And so many of them
were dressed up! I was wearing pajamas… Ooops.
And
while many people went off to breakfasts and prepared themselves for the next
ceremony and morning marches, I… crawled back into bed and slept for a few more
hours.
I
am definitely glad I went to the service and actually would like to do it again
next year, but that being said, 4:30am is still an ungodly hour.
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