大象传媒

My father owned three cottages which were bombed and no longer inhabitable. He was a master butcher and decided to keep tame rabbits and chicken in the gardens of the three cottages.
I was about ten or eleven at this time and American forces were using the derelict,bombed out area as a training ground for house to house street fighting.
It was my responsibility to feed the rabbits which were in hutches and on this particular day I gathered dandelions as usual and went to feed them. Unfortunately I discovered to my horror that somehow the rabbits had escaped.
I could hear loud bangs and explosions nearby but took no notice. I was too upset over the loss of the rabbits and the trouble I'd be in at home. I burst into tears and sat on a half demolished wall.
Suddenly from nowhere appeared an enormous American soldier he asked me why I was crying and when I told him he yelled 'Cease fire'.A number of men arrived and were told to look for'the little girl's rabbits' and they did so after giving me some chocolate to cheer me up.
It was an hour later that the last one was retrieved.
This took place some months before D.day

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