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GAS MASKS

I remember going to the Church School in St Sampson鈥檚 just before the occupation with my mother to get a gas mask. We were all agog as children, everyone had one, everyone wanted one! We took them home and put it on but it was awkward. We drilled holes in the case and hung it round our necks with box cord. We had to wear it to school every day. They banged around a bit, which was difficult for a small child to carry to school, and the novelty soon wore off. We got fed up with this, and forgot it and then we got into trouble. Then the girls came in with a hand stitched cover on the box, and they became individualized, graffiti鈥檇 in a special way. We had Gas mask drill at school. They stank of rubber but we had to keep it on, the teacher said, 鈥� If Adolf comes and drops gas bombs we will all be dead!鈥� Well Adolf did not need to come, because I was dying with this thing on!

We used to stick our fingers up the side to let fresh air in, and they misted up, so after about 5 minutes half of us were nearly dead and the other half were crying and you couldn鈥檛 see anything, so it wasn鈥檛 going to solve our war, that wasn鈥檛!

We were told, 鈥淵ou will take shelter in an air raid underneath the stairs.鈥� Well, that didn鈥檛 help because we lived in a bungalow!

鈥淵ou will hear loud bangs, but we will get over it and sing songs.鈥� Well, to this day I hate songs relating to that part of the war, particularly one 鈥� 鈥楿nder the spreading chestnut tree鈥� 鈥� now, some of you will know about this, its hilarious, how can you wave your arms about under the stairs? As a child I just did not understand this.
MALCOLM WOODLAND

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