- Contributed by听
- warmscanny
- People in story:听
- Ann O鈥橬eil
- Location of story:听
- Liverpool
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A3952370
- Contributed on:听
- 26 April 2005
This story was submitted to the Peoples War site by Ann O鈥橬eil.
My brother and I were in school at St Albans on Boundary Street when we were evacuated on the Friday before the war started. Our teacher along with our gas masks, corn beef sandwiches and chocolate gathered us up.
Because the train journey was so long we had a rest stop at Chester. We unloaded in a field with an apple orchid and with all of the evacuees being from Liverpool I doubt that there was a single apple left on a tree when we left.
AS we were Catholics we should have been placed in a village with a church but we were not. Instead we had a vicar come to give us mass every week.
When we got there we were taken to Memorial hall to be placed with families. I was small for my age and was told to keep tight hold of my younger brothers hand, we were there for so long that I fell asleep and when I woke up I was told my brother had already been placed with a family.
The evacuees and the local children had dinner in the hall at different times so we used to play tricks on the local children. When we would set the table we would wet the dessertspoons and cover them with salt.
Once a teacher accused us of stealing walnuts and told the head master Mr Roach, when he asked us if we had done it he asked to see our hands and then punished us for smoking, this was because of the yellow stains left on our hands from peeling the walnuts.
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