Sharon Pandian-Kingsley



Hello, This is Sharon's wikispace, with help from Kayley, this wikispace will be exploring the cultural understandings of Austrlian texts with focus towards the Australian war, particularly World War 1 and Gallipoli.

This visual text is the silhoutte of an Australian soldier, I chose this text for this wiki because it encompasses several aspects of the Australian soldier. It is a fairly recognized image and to most Australians it represents the ANZAC soldier. The figure in the image is portrayed in a sihoutte and not much is seen of him, however the viewer can make out a gun and his hat. His hat is quite significant in this image as it is one of the only thing the viewer can make out and it is a stand out representation of the typical ANZAC hat. The figure's posture is another aspect that has an impact in this image, he has his arms folded and is kind of casual yet his head is bowed down possibly in respect of the soldiers who have died, it also makes him seem sort of mysterious and ambiguous especially since he is portrayed in a silhoutte.

**Gallipoli ** Upon the margin of a rugged shore There is a spot now barren, desolate, A place of graves, sodden with human gore That Time will hallow, Memory consecrate.

There lie the ashes of the mighty dead, The youth who lit with flame Obscurity, Fought true for Freedom, won thro' rain of lead Undying fame, their immortality.

The stranger wand'ring when the war is over, The ploughman there driving his coulter deep, The husbandman who golden harvests reap- From hill and ravine, from each plain and cover <span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Will hear a shout, see phantoms on the marge, <span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">See men again making a deathless charge

<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">John William Streets

<span style="color: #17365d; display: block; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"> Commentary 'Gallipoli' was written by John William Streets, an Australian poet, who wrote 'Gallipoli' in 1915. 'Gallipoli' is set just after the First world war. This poem is about Gallipoli after the war has finished and how it is today: "...a spot now barren...a place of graves...time will hallow". The poem also represents what Gallipoli means to Australians and all the grief it caused for families on the home front. How many lives were lost in the name of the war: "...ashes of the mighty dead...fought for freedom…sodden with human gore…". Streets is also saying that they will still live on in the memory of others: "...Undying fame, their immortality...Memory consecrate…". Even though they will be forever remembered time has moved on and their deeds are less significant: "ploughman there driving his coulter deep". The dominant reading of this text was that the war was a waste of Australian life and that it lead many youths to their death, a death that Streets directs you to believe is rather pointless: "The youth who lit with flame Obscurity", this quote implies that the boys who went to war were not even sure what they were fighting for, the youth were driven towards the idea of the unknown. However if this text was to be read resistantly, the meaning would change from young men being led to their death, to young men being given the opportunity to be immortalized through their sacrifice and strife: "Undying fame" The format of this writing is rather similar to that of a sonnet, however there are some lines that do not follow the rules of a sonnet: " A place of graves, sodden with human gore" doesn't really have proper iambic pentameter. And its rhyming scheme it sonnet like but is altered in the third stanza: "...over...deep...reap...cover" in stead of going A B A B rhyming like the rest of the poem this part goes A B B A. Just like all sonnets the last couplet gives a twist to the story the sonnet was building: " ...Will hear a shout, see phantoms on the marge, See men again making a deathless charge" This last part is stating that time will move on but the massacre that occurred will never and can never be forgotten. This poem does contribute to our understanding of the Australian, it portrays the youths as brave and courageous and encompasses the values of patriotism and loyalty. The war has now become a part of Australian history, our identity, and who we are as a nation.

**It was the ultimate the war to end all wars. And so time passes** || **I heard the bands play,** **saw the old troops marching by,** **I saw an old Anzac with a tear in his eye,** **A day full of memories, of which to be proud,** **And saw those young children waving flags in the crowd,** **Battles long forgotten, brought back in minds eye,** **The mate ship of days now so long gone by,** **The colours paraded, saluted with pride,** **We remember the fallen, who lay where they died,** **The years flow on by so many it seems,** **That some of the memories may only be dreams,** **But the absence of comrades brings it home yet,** **That these are the times we should never forget,** **We all fought together, in freedoms name,** **A bitter experience, no it wasn’t a game,** **As one after another we rallied the cause,** **To what we were told, the war to end wars,** **So time passes on and still there are wars,** **It seems there is fighting, without any pause,** **Is it no wonder we observe with regret,** **And whisper the prayer, Lest We Forget** ||
 * **Anzac Memories**
 * **ANZAC MEMORIES.**

This poem 'Anzac Memories' supports the generic reaction people have towards ANZAC and supports this sterotypical idea. It represents the average Australians' responses to ANZAC day, emotions of grief and due respect towards those who fought and lost their lives in the war "a day full of memories, of which to be proud". It is written from the perspective of a former soldier and presents his memories of the event in such a way to promote feelings of remorse and sympathy yet also great pride and respect "saluted with pride". These feelings are all which come to mind when remembering ANZAC and merely reassures them in support of the stereotypical response to this event. The poem ends in a line which further reaffirms this stereotypical belief of ANZAC, a line well known by all Australians, truly symbolic of ANZAC day "Lest We Forget"

This poster was one of the poster from the anti-War campaigns in Australia during the first World War. In the first text it shows the Australian as the kind of person who would go out and fight for freedom at a moments notice, and it was part of being a man. However this text shows the Australian as someone who does not want to go to war, and the only way to rally up enough men to send of to Gallipoli is to implement conscription. It shows the average Australian man as more of an almost boring, family man, with his wife and son in their little house and would rather keep himself safe them protect his country. So in the poem Australian were represent as loyal, strong and young, whether in this poster they could be interpreted as selfish, a bit of a family man and old.

This doesn't directly relate to Australian's at war but this is a song that contains several Australian Stereotypes:

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