- Contributed by听
- Severn Valley Railway
- People in story:听
- MONICA WILKES
- Location of story:听
- Wolverhampton
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A4292561
- Contributed on:听
- 28 June 2005
I remember going out and finding shrapnel in the garden as a child. We had a big air raid shelter and there was a dalmation called Bruce that lived next door. Two hours before the sirens went off, he would stand on it and howl. We knew then we had to get inside.
We weren't evacuated but had lots of evacuees from London in the houses opposite us.
My mother was walking through Bantock Park one day and saw a German aircraft flying really low. She actually saw the bombs leave the aircraft and they landed in Birches Barn Road. Fortunately they didn't cause too much damage.
I was at Wolverhampton Girls High School and we did our bit for the war by going out to a farm for a week at a time to do pea picking. There were Italian prisoners of war in the next field to us. As schoolgirls, we found the whole thing very exciting and soon forgot they were the enemy. We'd dash down in the morning to talk to them. Of course, that didn't last very long after our teachers found out!
In 1949, my parents went to Switzerland and sent back a food parcel. It was full of wonderful foods like salmon and chocolate. The war was over then but it just shows how much we were craving foods. Although I do have a theory that we're healthy now because we didn't eat so much fat in our childhoods as children do today.
My school adopted a ship! It was a transport ship called the Port Hardy and the captain's daughters went to our school. We sent letters out to the crew and they'd send information back to us.
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