Years 3 & 4 have been studying what it was like to be a child in World War Two. The children have been imagining what it would be like to have been an evacuee and have written letters as an evacuee child and replies from their “parents”.

Kelly

Rose Farm

Catwick

Yorkshire

England

16^th August 1940

To mummy and daddy

I miss you so musch, when you dropped us off at the station me and Sally were crying for an hour on the train. Me and Sally talked about who we were going to live with and we hoped they would be nice people. The train journey seemed to last forever. Me and Sally ate our sandwiches you had packed. Even brave Billy from down the street was crying. Finally we arrived in the country, we went inside a church and sat down on little chairs and put our bags on tables. Me and Sally were feeling worried and tired all at the same time and wishing we were back home.

Lots of people were waiting outside ,then the priest told them to come in and choose which children they wanted to look after. Me and Sally were the last ones left, then a man and a lady called Mr and Mrs Green came in a cbose us.. They looked about the same age as you and daddy. Mrs Green had long brown hair.

They looked nice and had smiley faces and said would you like to come with us, they took us outside and what a surprise, there was a horse and cart! Mr Green lifted us inside the cart. Mammy the horse and cart made me feel very bouncy. Me and Sally were feeling nervous about what the house was going to be like. As we got closer we realized that it was a farm. We had bread, milk and cheese when we got there.Then we went to our new bedroom. The walls had flowerey wallpaper and it had two beds. The next day they showed us around, then they showed us the animals and told us our jobs of feeding the animals, herding the sheep, washing the horses and helping milking the cows. In the morning an animal called a cockerel wakes us up at 6 o’clock. We both hide under the covers, there are a lot of other strange noises on the farm. Mrs Green made us both a new dress for going to church on Sundays, she is a very nice lady and helps us brush our hair and teeth, but not as nice as you. I love you lots and we miss you and wonder when we can go back home. Rations seem good here we get lots of milk from the cows and Mr Green grows his own vegetable. Has there been any bombs at home? I hope you and daddy are OK. Please write back soon

Love from

Kelly

Mum

West View House

Glory Street

Manchester

England

20^th August 1940

To Kelly

I miss you very much. I’ve had a letter from daddy and he missees you very much too. I wish you were back home but I know the country is the safest place for you, I don’t know when you can come back home but I hope it is soon. I listen to the radio at night and it doesn’t look like it is going to end soon. It sounds like you are having fun at the farm and I hope you are being good, polite and doing what you are told. I hope you do your homework. When you and Sally come home you can tell me about the animals, I’m sure you get plenty of fresh eggs off the hens. I only get one a week because of the rations. Me and my friends have been digging up the flowers in our garden and planting fruit and vegetables instead and sometimes on top of the Anderson Shelter to make the rations bigger.I have had to give a lot of our pots and pans away to make bombs and aeroplanes to fight the silly Germans. I have made up a song about Hitler “who do you think you are kidding Mr Hitler when it all goes wrong , when all your men get killed, then you get put in prison till you’re DEAD!” I’ve got a new job I have to make the bombs and aeroplanes. I work with some nice ladies. There has been a lot of bombs dropped. There has been a bomb dropped on the church, I think I’ve been in the air raid shelter 30 times. When I’ve been in the Anderson Shelter I’ve knitted you both a new cardigan each. Take care love you lots keep writing to me.

Love from

Mum

Food was also rationed and people were encouraged to dig for victory. The children were both amazed and applalled at the ration allowances. They designed menus for a day with World War 2 rations and some children used up their meat, cheese and fat rations fort a week in ONE day!

Mary and Sarah’s Great Grandma had a refugee staying with her and all he ate was tomato ketchup on toast.