An extract from an evacuee's diary;
Dear diary I hate where I am. I had to work on a farm for hours my arms are aching, and I want to go home. I miss my mum and dad I miss my Friend to. I hate where I am and the people are very strict the children are Bossing me please let me go home.
Isaac, Porchester School
how old were you when the blitz (war ended)??
Posted by: Elizabeth Beckett | March 02, 2011 at 04:57 PM
wow cool diary
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