The Cloud Giant
As light as air and as dense as rain, the cloud giant usually lives on top of cottages or small houses.

Appearance of the male and female
Confusingly, the male and female cloud giants look the same. One of the many main features of the cloud giant is that it has grey clouds for hair and clothes. They have birds’ nests in their hair and grey clouds for their jackets. Usually it is cold near the clouds, so their parents make a woolly jacket when they are young.​ Juveniles have more hair(cloud fluff) to cover their faces from harsh weather. Females are slightly smaller and rounder than males.

These unusual creatures are very solitary, but occasionally live in small groups of three to four. The young live in groups with their parents until they are old enough to live in a different group. They change groups when they are 6 years old. They live in chimneys and attics. They are invisible to the human eye, so if you hear creaking on your roof, there is a cloud giant on it. Before it is about to rain, they hum and the sky rumbles. They are basically a more reliable weather forecast. They only eat grey clouds, moss, drink and rain.​

This giant is highly endangered and there are only 4567 left in the wild. And there are only so many houses in the world. Amazingly, they adapt quickly to new environments. So more and more live in different places!

The Cloud Giant
As light as air and as dense as rain, the cloud giant usually lives on top of cottages or small houses.

Appearance of the male and female
Confusingly, the male and female cloud giants look the same. One of the many main features of the cloud giant is that it has grey clouds for hair and clothes. They have birds’ nests in their hair and grey clouds for their jackets. Usually it is cold near the clouds, so their parents make a woolly jacket when they are young.​ Juveniles have more hair(cloud fluff) to cover their faces from harsh weather. Females are slightly smaller and rounder than males.

These unusual creatures are very solitary, but occasionally live in small groups of three to four. The young live in groups with their parents until they are old enough to live in a different group. They change groups when they are 6 years old. They live in chimneys and attics. They are invisible to the human eye, so if you hear creaking on your roof, there is a cloud giant on it. Before it is about to rain, they hum and the sky rumbles. They are basically a more reliable weather forecast. They only eat grey clouds, moss, drink and rain.​

This giant is highly endangered and there are only 4567 left in the wild. And there are only so many houses in the world. Amazingly, they adapt quickly to new environments. So more and more live in different places!

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Chapter 4

The next week was beautiful. During the night, that is. Every night, Nancy, Walther and Olive looked up at the stars. On the first night, Centaurus was in the sky. Olive knew this because she used to watch the stars with her parents. Used to. Before they were taken to the concentration camp, they would watch the stars out of her window. Nancy was surprised by her knowledge of the stars. The next night, Gemini was high in the galaxy. Some nights, Miss Swallow would come up too as she enjoyed stargazing. Miss Swallow brought her radio with her so she could listen to “Stargazer’s Radio” which taught her about new constellations every time she listened.

By Wednesday morning, Nancy set out with Miss Swallow to go and search for Ken, Ted and Luke Yurt. They were extremely annoyed with those boys. Nancy knew they were troublemakers; the three of them.

After trekking through the village, they found them sat under the school’s apple tree laughing at Mrs. Driver at 46 Mulberry Avenue. She had just dropped her shopping. “Oi!” Shouted Nancy. “What?” Laughed Luke. Nancy walked over. Luke put his leg out(to trip her up). Luckily, Nancy was smart and walked around. “We want to speak to you!” Nancy said, rather strongly. ” About what?” replied Ted.
“About telling the school we have Kindertransport children staying with us!” Said Miss Swallow, her voice trembling. “D’you really think we’ll listen to you? After we found out this amazing secret?” Exclaimed Ken.
“Yes!” Nancy sighed under her breath. “Well, you’ll ‘ave to pay a cost! It’ll be a great one!” Ken decided.
“What’ll it be?” asked Miss Swallow wincing, she was hoping it wouldn’t be too extreme.
“100 chicken eggs, 5 bags of bacon and sausages!” They all agreed. “Oh Hill-Crackers!” Miss Swallow said, stamping her foot.

Nancy and Miss Swallow walked away, after shaking hands with the boys. Their deal was closed. “These boys are rather demanding, I didn’t even think they knew what sausages were!” Nancy said surprised.

Nancy ran ahead of Miss Swallow; she wanted to speak to Olive, desperately. As she arrived home, she was out of breath. “Olive… I…need…to…speak…to….you!” she cried. Nancy held onto the wall. Olive came rushing down the stairs. “Hi Nancy! Why do you seem so, out of breath?”
“Well, I have just been running to speak to you. Do you remember your love, Luke?” Nancy asked. “Oh yes! My love! Where is he? Did he tell you?” Olive asked.
“Enough with the questions. It’s great that you remember who he is, because that brings me to my next question. Can you please spend more time with him, please?”
“Are you serious? I can spend more time with him!” She replied.
“Yes, I need you to speak to him, so you can convince him not to tell the whole school!”
“Alright, I can do that!” Said Olive, her voice trembling with happiness.

Many, many years passed and every week Miss Swallow wrote back to Nancy, until there were none. After two weeks of trying to contact Miss Swallow, she gave up. To Nancy’s surprise, Miss Swallow wasn’t dead, she was trying to come to London to visit Nancy.

Fortunately, Olive and Walther kept in close contact with me, and Olive still liked Luke. Walther was only just learning to read and write, so he tried writing letters of his own, but Olive had to send me a follow-up letter of what it was meant to say. Everyone kept in close contact and Olive and I were life-long best-friends.

Chapter 3

The trees swayed joyfully as Nancy ,Walther and Olive walked round to the chicken pen. It was now the summer holidays and the chickens decided it was time to lay. The other children enjoyed making flavoured ice cubes. When they finished, their hands were purple from the blackcurrant juice. Every one was happy, now that the summer had arrived.

Many of the other village children came over to help and promised not to tell their parents. After wading through the river and peeling the corn, everyone was tired out. Most were soaking wet, whilst others were covered in corn.

The next day, Ken, Ted and Luke Yurt came over. No one was expecting them. “Who are they?” Ted called.
“No-one,” Nancy replied, her voice trembling. They were the biggest bullies in her class. They bullied everyone. Sometimes even the teachers. Frantically, Miss Swallow tried to hide them. They rushed into the shed.

“Miss Swallow, what are you doing here?” Ken lisped, “I thought you said you were ‘going to travel the world!'” Miss Swallow ran inside. “Those children were the reason I left. I made up an excuse, but I didn’t think they would come here. They live quite far away.”

“By the way,” said Luke, “we told most of the school about these children finding refuge here!” I sighed, I hated Luke. Olive swooned when Luke walked around the corner. Nancy walked back outside with Miss Swallow. Miss Swallow packed away the: half-eaten jam sarnies; scotch eggs; scrambled eggs; beetroot; half-eaten carrots and cucumber. “This in very, very annoying.” Nancy whispered to Olive, who couldn’t keep her eyes from Luke. “I like Luke, I think you should kindly tell him that he shouldn’t tell the school about us!” Walther grabbed her forearm. “I think we should go Olive. I don’t like Luke, he is a bully.” Walther tightened his grip on Olive’s arm. “What do we do now?” Nancy thought.

Nancy walked back inside with Olive and Walther. They all sat down at the oaken dining table. “Miss Swallow, Luke Yurt is the worst person in school! I wish not to go back to that place! That wretched boy! What do we do? He has told most of the school! Do you not understand?” Nancy shouted, hot, red patches marked her face. Diamond rained down her face. “I do understand, Nancy, I do. I think we need to avoid school, and your friends that are coming here. We need to avoid them.

The Kindertransport children stood cowering as they waited for Miss Swallow to close the gate. They had hushed voices and small suitcases. Some of them were as tall as Miss Swallow, others were as short as the berry bush in the field. Like shivering dogs, they shuffled towards the front door of the garden shed. In the shed, they sat down and ate beetroot and bread.​ Nancy looked at them through the frosted glass windows. “Who are they?” she thought to herself. She could hear the cries – joyful cries – from the children sheltering in the shed.

To Nancy’s amazement, one of the wretched boys’ face looked up at her and waved. Nancy thought of waving back, but instead, just smiled and then ducked down, as to hide herself from the others. Nancy sat on her bed and closed her eyes. She dearly thanked Miss Swallow for taking care of her and wished that she would never be in that type of situation. It turns out, that Miss Swallow had these children because she liked to help people and the Kindertransport was just another opportunity to save children. She was half-Jewish herself, and had been evacuated before the Second World War. She had saved her nieces and nephews, but wanted to do more to help more and more Kindertransport children feel more welcome to a new place. Apparently, two of them had been to Auschwitz, and escaped. Unfortunately, their parents were killed when they were found writing out plans to escape. The children had already escaped and were waiting for their parents in the back of a truck.

After that, Nancy walked down the stairs and put on her slippers. Then she went through the oaken front door. The little boy that had smiled at her came running to her. “Nancy! What are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be in bed?” exclaimed Miss Swallow.
“I know I should be, but I could see the little boy waving at me, and I just couldn’t resist it! He is a poor little soul, wanting help.”

After meeting the children, she went to bed, and dreamed of the children. Especially the boy. She was worried about the boy. At around three in the morning, Nancy trudged down the stairs in her scarf and nightie. She ran to the shed to find the boy. When she found the boy, she took him back to her room and laid him on the window seat. with her long scarf, she covered him.

The next morning, Nancy woke the boy and asked for his name. His name was Walther Levi. He was three and a half and his older sister, Olive, was in the shed. Day after day, Walther slept in Nancy’s window seat and soon Olive began to sleep there too. In the spare room, downstairs, the other children, with Nancy’s guidance slept in there now.

Over the months that they were there, Nancy got to know them better and even learnt some German from Olive and Mila. “Hallo! Wie gehts?” which meant “Hello! How are you?” She now loved these children, and they became almost like family.