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How the bombing of 1940-41 affected my Education.

When war was declared in Sept 1939 the schools term was
suspended for the first 3 weeks to enable them to organise
schedules for the evacuation of children to safe areas .This
allowed for re-location of new schools and homes.It was a
free choice for parents.I stayed at home.School got under
way with smaller classes and less staff due to mobilisation.
I remember the first" black out" exercise.I had arranged a
visit to a friend to do our maths homework.All the houses
were in darkness and all the street lights were off. I walked
into at least 3 lamp-posts on the way to my friends house.On
my return journey home I used my torch to help me along when
I heard the shout "Put that bloody light out".I responded
immediatley.

On the night of Oct14th-1940 the air-raid sirens wailed about
7.00pm.I was assisting my Dad who was a leader on fire watch.
The search lights were scanning the sky when 3 explosions
illuminated an area north of the city.I noted the location
took a deep breathe and realised it could be my school that
had been hit.Dad and I returned to the air-raid shelter,the
all-clear sounded around 6.00am.We then returned to the house.

After a 2hour rest,I had breakfast then set off to school on
my bicycle.As I was about to turn into the road that lead to
the school I noticed 2 fire-engines at the entrance,my fears
were realised.The school had suffered direct hits.I looked in
amazement at the devastation caused by the bombing, I viewed
the scene and recognised my desk.I was given permission by
the fireman to climb the debris to retrieve what I could find.
I opened the desk there was my Atlas and school dictionary.
Having retreived them I climbed down and thanked the fireman
for his help.I met other bewildered school friends,we were
instructed to report next day at the local Methodist Church
where there were avaiable facilities.

About 10 students turned up and we were in a lounge furnished
with 2 settees and easy seats.We were equipped with a pencil
and any form of writing paper.The teacher's equipement was an
an out of date board and easel,and a board rubber.He began the
day by asking what we would like to study.Someone called out
"Chemistry Sir",he turned to the blackboard, started to write
about Hydrogen and its applications.It was a lecture straight
off the cuff;it was great and we enjoyed it. The same with
geometry,we were told use our eyes.The shape of a door was
rectangular,the gable-end of a house a triangle and so on.

After a week we were told to report to Red Lane School.It had
surplus classrooms with desks and equipment,but there was a
shortage of text books for English and French lessons.It was
not all doom and gloom,one of the students who had reason to
visit the store room came across equipment for playing table-
tennis.We reached an agreement with the staff, we arrived
at school at 8.00am and set up the equipment in the assembly
hall.The staff played the students in a ding dong competition
to see who was best.At 9.00am the equipment was returned to
storage and school began.This continued through the week;the
relationship between the staff and student was certainly
enhanced.

To overcome the lack of text books for French lessons,the
school purchased copies of the Free French Newspapers.They
were given out to the class for translation from French to
English.We would follow the war news in French and the
location of enemy action which incorporated geographics
related to the fighting areas.

The air-raids were becoming more intensive and the staff were
becoming stretched due to being attached either to the Home
Guard, or the Auxiliary Fire Service.I well recall the maths
lesson; we were given questions from an exercise book.I
completed them in a reasonable time.I looked up and went to
his desk.There he was, head lying on the desk eyes closed.
I shouted down his ear"I have completed the exercise what
next?"He opened his eyes and said,"Exercise 18 page 23" and
then closed his eyes.I found out the evening before, he had
travelled to Sheffield to fight the fires created by heavy
bombing. They arrived back in Coventry around dawn he had a
2 hour nap and then came to school.

Probably the worst period was taking registration the morning
after a heavy raid the night before.The teacher called the
register and we would reply "Sir".One day there was no reply,
everyone turned and looked for an vacant seat;then "absolute
silence".A hand was raised,"Direct hit no survivors sir".We
all held our breath.A school friend had gone for ever.

The intensity of the bombing was now increasing to a nerve
racking situation.On Nov14th Coventry was blitzed by the
German Airforce and again on the 7th- 9th of April 1941.
The nearby Coventry & Warwickshire hospital suffered
many direct hits,in the April blitz.About 14 school days had
been lost between the two blitzs'.One student who lived
between Kenilworth and Warwick walked 4 miles to school and
4 miles on return journey making a total of 8 mile walking
trip every day.He was never late.

Late July1941 Dad informed me he had made an application for
an apprenticeship on my behalf and that I would have leave
school one year early.I protested but to no avail.My form
master asked about further education.I replied I would be
given day release to attend the local Technical College.He
looked straight into my eyes and said"It is not the building,
but what they teach you inside that matters".Words of Wisdom
how true that is even for today!

So ended my Daytime Education.

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