My WW2

WW2. (Wonderful War 2.)

Through the eyes of a 5 to 9 year old

Who is now a sixty nine year old.

The war started for me at the age of five, oblivious to the dangers.
My fist recollection was that of that of the sirens going when we where at School,
All marching down to the shelter with our new gas masks of course, to be given a sweet by the Teacher Miss Watchorn, Who had saved them up for such a time by asking the class to bring one or two from our Sweet Ration, which I might had was a very hard thing to do. The worst memory was that Miss Watchorn left after my first term, and every one in the class sobbed their socks of.

But the best of it was. It also meant that My Dad would be coming for me on his Bicycle, to take me home. On a special seat he had made for me on His crossbar.
At home my friends Dad made the light go out when you open the front door, this was because of the black out, this to a boy of six was amazing as it was introduced to me by my farther blowing on the light bulb and opening the door a little which I did not see.

A vivid dream I had during the war was that on the way home from school
with my Dad during an air raid, there was a “dog fight” between planes over Nottingham, only to be told by a chap many years later who I worked with, that it really happened. Also a church was it by a bomb, in Sneinton .

But the best of all was that when the sirens went off during night my Dad who was an Air Raid Warden had to go on duty. This meant my friend, who’s dad was a reserve Fireman also had to go on duty would be coming across to my house stay in my den which, my dad had made under the stairs for us with is own electric light with its own switch working from a battery, I should think we didn’t stay awake that long we still had to go to school the next day. Well that was my WW2.

Then of course in later years one realized the worry that my parents had during the years and my Mother of course when my Father was called up. Who had the total responsibility
For the family. Then when one was old enough to go to the pictures, and see the horrors of the war the terrible time the people of London, Liverpool, all the other City’s that was blitzed and of course the armed forces who fought and million gave the lives.
Yes we and the future generations must not be allowed to forget. That was their WW2.

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