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I don鈥檛 have any idea what it was like at home during World War Two as
I was sent away in the first evacuation to a farm in Kesh.

When I was there for four years, my Dad came on his fortnightly visit
and I got so homesick I cried and cried to get home so, on the Sunday,
he agreed I could go home for one week but I had to promise to go
back to Kesh one week later.

We got home late on Sunday night but I did not see anything wrong
as it was dark, so I wondered what all the fuss was about

About two o鈥檆lock in the morning, the siren went off and we all ran to the
air-raid shelter. I was so afraid, but luck was with me because about one hour
later the all-clear went. Needless to say, I was on my way back to Kesh
on the first bus the next morning.

I settled down to farm life and really enjoyed it. I don鈥檛 remember much about
the school, but I remember rushing home to get my jobs done. I fed the hens,
collected the eggs, and helped about the farm yard.

I never asked about going home again but two years later the war ended and my
Dad came and took me home He used to take me for walks and showed me lots
of places that had been bombed,

Thankfully, I never had the experience of being involved in an air-raid.

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