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- countrywarbaby
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- Essex
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- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A4460924
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- 15 July 2005
I was only just over three years old when the war ended but have a few very strong memories of the war.
My father was a farmer and, during the war, German prisoners of war worked on the farm - one was Fritz.
One of my memories is of harvest time 1944 - but if the German Prisoners continued to work for us after peace was it could have been harvest time 1945.
Fritz led me out to one of the fields near the house and peeping out from one of the *stooks was a little red wooden horse on wheels that he had made for me. He had used some hair from our cart horse for the tail and pieces of wood from around the farm.
I still have the horse which I have treasured through the years.
I do not know what happened to Fritz after the war.
* A stook is an arrangement of sheaves of wheat/barley/oats. After the wheat/barley/oats was cut and tied into sheaves by the binder, pairs of sheaves were leant against each other in groups of 6 or 8 sheaves — stooks.
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