大象传媒

I was a teacher in a boys school. In the long summer holiday, we volunteered to help with the Kent harvest.

We stayed in a school where we slept on the floor and cooked our food in the science lab.

Each day a farmer took us to his farm. He taught us how to use a pitch fork, so that we could get the sheves onto a horse drawn waggon.

It was hard work, i always got sunburnt and the days were long. I was glad for the experience as it was such a change from the classroom and we felt that we were doing something useful. I was only about 21 years and so it was quite a unique experience.

For the rest of the war I continued as a teacher.

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