- Contributed by听
- newcastlecsv
- People in story:听
- Mrs Eileen Woods
- Location of story:听
- Norton, Stockton-on-Tees, Teeside
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A6654332
- Contributed on:听
- 03 November 2005
I started school in 1940 and there were Air Raids with sirens going off at the beginning and the end of it. People got used to them, even young children got used to being bundled up (to keep them warm) and then being taken into the Air Raid Shelter in the night. It became quite normal. Ours was an Anderson shelter and it was in our back garden. We went out of the back door and down a step onto the path, than down several steps into the shelter. It had bunk beds time two, and a Hurricane lamp, and we had to wait in there until the 鈥榓ll clear鈥
It was quite a surprise when I started the village school, to be shown a big air raid shelter there and to be told what to do by the teachers. 鈥淚f the air raid warning comes on go immediately to the shelter and stay there until the 鈥榓ll clear鈥欌.
One afternoon, going back to school after dinner, the air raid warning came on. I was just at the cobbler Alley way into the school (Norton Board School, by the high street). I walked to the air raid shelter by my self; other children were already there, but no teachers. We sang 鈥楻oll out the Barrel鈥, 鈥榯en green bottles鈥 and other songs until the 鈥榓ll clear鈥 was heard. After the all clear, the headmistress and other teachers came and told us we were very good children to have taken ourselves into the shelters.
The funny thing is that I wasn鈥檛 frightened and the other children didn鈥檛 seem to be, we just had a sing song to take up the time. This is the only time I recall a daylight raid in our area.
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