Saint John’s Junior Church

The Junior Church is made up of a group of children from three years to fourteen years of age. We meet every Sunday at St. Christopher’s school at 9.30am. There are around thirty children in the group, and each week the children are taught about various aspects of the Bible through stories, music, prayer and drama. Looking after the group are nine adults who are all parents and all have C.R.B Clearance; they regularly attend training courses in the Deanery and Diocese, and all work is in accordance with safe from harm legislation.

We would welcome any children who want to learn about our Lord within an educational, enjoyable and safe environment.

Marian Whitehead Head of Junior Church

Youngsters from the junior congregation were asked to pen poems on the theme "Lest We Forget" in memory of the Accrington Pals and as part of our campaign to save the Pals' Chapel at chuch. “LEST  WE  FORGET” by some of the Junior Congregation of St. John’s Church Accrington The  Accrington  Pals By Eden Worrall - aged 14

Feet  Marching,  Trenches  Growing,                                                                                                                 Mud  Multiplying, Bullets  Flying, Shells  Falling, Pain  Increasing, Death  Advancing, Hearts  Stopping, Bodies  Falling, People  Rotting Time  Flying, Letters  Arriving, Happiness  Extinguishing,  - - SILENCE -- REMEMBER  THEM!

“Accy Soldiers” By Connor Synnott - aged11 Accrington Soldiers standing side by side Waiting, waiting for the order and surprise, Going up the ladders, over the top, Death awaits them, they know not! Two hundred and forty-nine soldiers instantly killed The others survived and remember it still. So, we need the Pals Chapel to help remember this day And the story it tells to who comes its way.   Accrington  Pals By Hannah Parker - aged 10 Men died in agony, gore , cold and wet. Men lost parts of their bodies, they were in great pain. They had nightmares. They’d never seen their families in days, weeks and months. Even years! Families were terrified, husbands might never return. Eleven thousand went to fight but did some survive? Only a few. Remember them all in our Church today.   Our families the, Accrington Pals By Fraser Parker- Knapper - aged10 Agony and pain, The horror of being killed Waiting to go over the top That was their lot! Brothers, sons, uncles and dads All of them part of the Accrington Pals. Death awaits them they know not how Sliced, cut, killed or shot. Two hundred and forty-nine Pals were killed The others survived but remembered still They shivered whenever they heard about war And in the Pals Chapel think about them now.   Accrington  Pals By Paul Nicholson - aged10 Agony, gore they all feel sore! Wet, cold everybody afraid! But they never give in, They never give in, Never give in, Never!! Death, slaughter They don’t know what’s coming. Death’s coming, Is coming, Death’s coming.

Accrington  Pals By Esther Worrall and Sophie Hambling - aged 12

A    as the drum beats C   clouds go grey. C   courageous soldiers fight for their lives R   running like the wind. I     in July 1916 N  no-mans land awaits them! G  going down in the mud and rain T  to fight for their country. O  oh, the war has begun and N  nobody knows when it will end. P  poppies in the field still grow. A  Accrington Pals died for me and you L  long gone but never forgotten. S   so remember them, remember them today.