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In the early 1940鈥檚 the summers were very hot and the school holidays seemed to last for ever.
As a bunch of four to six year olds we didn鈥檛 miss much, we watched in interest when some long tin like huts were being erected in a farmer鈥檚 field near our school, shortly after they went up several Lorries arrived full of men in green overalls each carrying a bag.

Our parents perhaps thought this not to be a good idea, we were encouraged not to linger and talk to these men. We thought this to be a bit strange, they went to church but were not allowed to sit on one side and always left first, they went to our village shop, they sawed logs and chopped sticks which were shared out around the village and still we couldn鈥檛 talk to them.

We always noticed their blond hair and were intrigued when they talked to each other, we couldn鈥檛 understand a word, but they seemed all right to us.

After a while people were more friendly and we as children soon made friends, the prisoners made us wooden trains, puppets, dolls and whistles all carved from wood.

After the war most went back to their own countries some did stay and worked on the land for many years.

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