- Contributed by听
- actiondesksheffield
- People in story:听
- Freda Olive Wilson, James Horace Merrick (My Dad)
- Location of story:听
- Woodhouse Sheffield
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4149254
- Contributed on:听
- 03 June 2005
This story was submitted to the People鈥檚 War site by Bill Ross of the 鈥楢ction Desk 鈥 Sheffield鈥 Team on behalf of Olive Wilson, and has been added to the site with the author's permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.
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I was born in 1934 and went to Woodhouse West School. We had to have our gas masks with us all the time and every morning we tested it by breathing through it and picking paper up off the desk. My dad, like everyone else, made blackout blinds for the windows. If a chink of light was showing the wardens would bang on the door and shout 鈥淧ut that light out鈥.
I can remember having our feet being measured every year at school, to see if we needed extra clothing coupons to buy shoes. I prayed every time that I would not get any, but I always did. I always imagined my feet would be size 10 when I left school, but they were a normal size 6.
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