- Contributed byÌý
- nottinghamcsv
- People in story:Ìý
- Maureen Masters
- Location of story:Ìý
- London and Nottingham
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian
- Article ID:Ìý
- A4986624
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 11 August 2005
This story was submitted to the People's War site by CSV/´óÏó´«Ã½ Radio Nottingham on behalf of Maureen Masters with her permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
We felt safe and loved, there wasn’t any fear except for about the enemy and yet you didn’t know why you feared them as a child.
And then peace came and oh my goodness, did we have a ball. It was like colour came back, we had coloured shoes and clothes, I was a teenager by then and it was fabulous. Dancehalls opened, lights came on. I think a child that went through the war did grow up with a sense of feeling responsible. You didn’t get into trouble and problems — even once the children grew up they didn’t. Because they learned values and morals during the war. They felt very lucky to have got through it safely.
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