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- Katt164
- People in story:听
- Doreen Kathleen Stevenson
- Location of story:听
- Suffolk
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4432105
- Contributed on:听
- 11 July 2005
I was 9 years old on 29th August 1939.
Living in the village of Snape, Suffork. By the time I was 11 years old , I with others in my class, were sent out most days to work in the fields, either weeding or picking vegetables and friut, as the farmers had few labourers due to them being called up for National Service.
For us it was tiring work in the heat. One morning we, the children and four housewives were picking runner beans, it was a beautiful warm sunny day. We had no warning an aircraft was flying towards us, as I looked up I could see it was a German plane. I shouted to those working wiith me and we had to run for cover in some tree's on the edge of the field.
We heard firing and were told later that people around the railway station at Woodbridge had been fired on.
Very few people had air raid shelters, my uncle Bob Hart, who was badly disfigured while in the Suffolk regument in World War 1, dug us a shelter.
Most nights we finished up in there as the German aircraft crossed over the channel and entered England via Aldeburgh Suffolk , over our towns and villages on their way to London.
Twice Snape Maltings had been targeted , the bombs fell into the marshland and fields. Snape lost many young men ,who were fighting for our country.
I joined the WRAF in May 1949 and trained as a telephonist.
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