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- A7431347
- People in story:听
- Cynthia Crowley
- Location of story:听
- UK
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4391129
- Contributed on:听
- 07 July 2005
This story was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Kate from High Halden Church of England Primary School and has been added to the website on behalf of Cynthia Crowley with her permission and they fully understand the site鈥檚 terms and conditions.
The most memorable memory for me was on my sixth birthday, when I had a party for twelve friends. Shortly before tea the air raid siren sounded and my mother dropped the tea-caddy and shepherded the children into the air raid shelter. To keep the children鈥檚 attention away from the air raid she produced a great treat, a box of biscuits that she saved from pre-war. When the all clear sounded we filed back to the dining-room where we found the table as we had left it, the candles upright on the cake but the flat roof of the dining-room had lifted and we could see daylight on two sides. A plane had been shot down about two hundred metres away.
Written on the 7th of July, 2005.
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