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Florence Nightingale What work might this person be doing? How can we tell that this person lived a very long time ago? What sort of person do you think she is?

Florence Nightingale Born in Florence, Italy 12 May 1820 A wealthy family

Florence Nightingale Returned to England in 1821 Taught at home with her older sister Florence was a very clever child One of Florence Nightingale’s childhood homes – Lea Hurst, Derbyshire The Nightingales spent part of the year here and part of the year in Hampshire

Florence Nightingale In 1837, when she was 17, she felt a ‘calling’ to help people She visited sick people at their homes Her parents wanted her to get married She had other ideas and travelled in Europe looking at hospitals

Florence Nightingale In 1854 the Crimean War broke out – England was at war with Russia People in England heard that soldiers in hospitals were poorly treated Florence was invited to take a group of 38 female nurses to work in hospitals in the Crimea

Florence Nightingale The war finished in 1856 and Florence returned to England She wanted to improve hospitals in this country Conditions in hospitals began to improve 1883 Royal Red Cross1907 Order of Merit

Florence Nightingale Florence died of old age in 1910 She was buried near her parents’ home in Hampshire

Mary Seacole was born in Kingston in Jamaica in Her mother was Jamaican and her father was a Scottish soldier.

At the age of 12, Mary was helping her mother to nurse sick people.

Mary opened a hotel in Jamaica. She cared for ill soldiers and their families.

The Crimean War began in 1854 and Mary wanted to help the wounded soldiers. She travelled to England, but no one accepted her offer to nurse ill soldiers. Mary was determined to go to the Crimea and paid her own fare there

Mary was given medals by Britain, Turkey and France for her bravery in the war.

Mary died in 1881 aged 76. She is buried in London in England.

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I sing a song of the saints of God, Patient and brave and true, Who toiled and fought and lived and died For the Lord they loved and knew. And one was a doctor, and one was a queen, And one was a shepherdess on the green: They were all of them saints of God; and I mean, God helping, to be one too.

They loved their God so good and dear, And His love made them strong; And they followed the right, for Jesus’ sake, The whole of their good lives long. And one was a soldier, and one was a priest, And one was slain by a fierce wild beast: And there’s not any reason, no, not in the least, Why I shouldn’t be one too.

They lived not only in ages past There are hundreds of thousands still; The world is bright with the joyous saints Who love to do Jesus’ will. You can meet them in school, or in lanes, or at sea, In church, or in trains, or in shops, or at tea, For the saints of God began just like me, And I mean to be one too.

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