This lunchtime I had to take my daughter's dog to my local (a chore, I know, but he demands it). As I locked up the house I realized I had unintentionally put on a Turkish tee-shirt (Kapadokya Balloons) and a New Zealand unzipped fleece (with a silver fern on it). Also, of course, a red poppy. So this made me think of Gallipoli and what must have been the utter horror of fighting in those trenches. And I thought of Ataturk, the Turkish commander who led the victory against the ANZAC troops. And I thought of his ordering the building of a memorial at Anzac Cove at Gallipoli and inviting Australians,New Zealanders and other members of the "enemy" nations to visit it. He wrote this to go on the memorial:
"Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives:
You are now living in the soil of a friendly country. Therefore rest in peace. There is no difference between the Johnnies and the Mehmets to us where they lie side by side here in this country of ours:
You, the mothers, who sent their sons from faraway countries wipe away your tears; your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in peace, after having lost their lives on this land they have become our sons as well."
Ataturk, 1934.
I think this is wonderful. I can think of few generals/politicians, if any, who would have done this after war. It is one of many reasons that I am so impressed by Ataturk.