I didn’t sleep much the night before. The thought of a 3:15am alarm has a way of lingering, and it felt like I had only just drifted off when it sounded. There was a brief moment of temptation to hit snooze, but the significance of the morning ahead quickly took over. After a splash of water and a steadying breath, I made my way down the hall to wake two very reluctant 11-year-old boys.
This was our first ANZAC Day Dawn Service together. Despite their sleepy protests for “just five more minutes,” we moved with purpose. There’s something symbolic about that early start—the darkness, the stillness, the shared commitment to show up. It mirrors, in some small way, the discipline and sacrifice we gather to remember.
Last year, my twin boys began their journey at The Southport School, a place deeply grounded in tradition, service, and community. Like many long-established Australian schools, it carries a proud and solemn connection to our military history. Since 1901, 132 former students have lost their lives in service to our country—a legacy that is not only remembered, but actively honoured. Today, that commitment is reflected in the school’s ANZAC Day commemorations, its cadet programs, and the values it instils in its students: respect, service, resilience, and remembrance. These aren’t just words spoken on a single day—they are principles woven into everyday school life.
As dawn broke, the service unfolded with a sense of dignity and calm. It was a moving tribute to past and present servicemen and women, but what stood out most was the role the students played. In a powerful moment of reflection, each of the 132 fallen former students was honoured, with boys from the school placing Australian flags at their crosses.
My sons were among them.
It was a simple act, but one that carried enormous weight. Watching them take part—understanding, even in a small way, the significance of what they were doing—was deeply moving. There was no need for explanation in that moment. The silence, the ceremony, the symbolism—it all spoke for itself. It was clear they understood this was something important, something bigger than themselves.
As a parent, there’s a pride in witnessing that shift. Seeing the next generation not only learn about our history but also engage with it in a meaningful, respectful way. Schools play a critical role in this. They are custodians of memory, helping to ensure the ANZAC spirit—of courage, sacrifice, mateship, and service—continues to live on.
Driving home as the sun rose, there was a shared sense that this was more than just an early morning outing. It was the beginning of a family tradition, one we’ll return to year after year.
I’m glad I got out of bed.
Lest we forget.
Support those who served by continuing to honour their legacy—not just on ANZAC Day, but every day.
