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After dinner I walked over the fields to my aunties house, they lived in high street Chesterton. Last afternoon we heard a plane go over. It sounded very low. Then we heard a loud bang! That was when my aunties window was blown out. I ran out to the back yard and my uncle Ern said he saw the plane over Chesterton and a lot of smoke and dust. It was late afternoon, but we could see what was going on.

I walked down to the bottom of the High Street with my uncle, but the police would not let us go any farther. I could hear people saying that John Street had been bombed and the Carona Factory had left lights on in the roof. The pilot must have thought it was a large factory!

It was December, but had been a sunny day, I could not understand why the window had blown out of my house about a 录 miles from where the bombs dropped. The next few weeks children were swapping small bits of the bombs for other things at school! I don鈥檛 think at 10 years old we could actually understand, or take in, the destruction and life lost on that December day in the village of Chesterton.

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