- Contributed by听
- danielBB
- People in story:听
- Dan Benjamin
- Location of story:听
- London and Lewes
- Article ID:听
- A2325386
- Contributed on:听
- 21 February 2004
Nobody wanted a family of three, finally a girl of no more than twenty, came into the ticket office, where we were waiting, and took all the remaining evacuees, some six boys, and my sister.. A liveried chauffeur took us and our luggage to a grand Rolls Royce. We were taken to a very large estate, owned by a very grand Archbishop. I know little of such important folk [I still don't] My brother put his foot in it at our first meal, when he interrupted the poor man in his own home, while saying grace before our meal and telling him very firmly that we were Jewish! ...For the remainder of our stay, we ate our meals in a glass outhouse... We stayed with his grace for just six weeks. The local school's were too small to accommodate us all! So we all moved to a larger town Lewes
Now we had to separate, My Brother went to a small estate outside of town. My sister and I were on opposite sides of an area I believe was called 'The Wells'. I stayed with a lovely family, The Tappin's... Mr Tappin had an Electrical shop nearby. His main business, at that time, was selling second hand electrical equipment and charging Accumulators, which were needed in most small radios. Across the road was a large church, I became a member of its congregation, and after a short while, I was permitted to become a choirboy, I was paid the princely sum of five shillings [25d] a year I remained with the Tappins for several years.
One event I remember most clearly. Our gang cycled everywhere. One Sunday five of us decided to cycle to Brighton, my intention was to visit my Grandparents. When we were nearing Brighton, The Air Raid warning sounded. The Ack Ack guns were roaring, we turned around to return to Lewes. We realised we were in danger, and threw our bikes to the ground climbed through a hedge and ran into a field, at the edge of the field was the river Ouse...A German Bomber obviously in dire trouble was flying right at us....In films people throw themselves to the ground, or with even more sense, they flee in every direction! We to a body stood transfixed to the spot...the plane was coming right at us, so very slowly.. The pilot could no doubt see us clearly. For surely we could see him....His final desperately brave action was to pull his plane sharply to his right causing his right wing to strike the ground and his plane to crash into the river.. No doubt killing him and his crew... We ran for our very lives, expecting explosions...Quite simply he had given his life and that of his crew...To save us..!!!
Yet he was carrying bombs to kill us... If anyone can make sense of War...Please explain it to me.
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