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A letter from the war

Dear mum, I know it’s only been a few months but it feels like years, I now live in whalley in my new house it’s a small village and it’s quiet not many people live here. My parents are lovely and thank you for the soup for the train journey it was delicious and kept me warm.

Once we got there, lots of people came and picked up their children that they wanted, I got left to one of the last people to get picked maybe it’s because of my muddy feet and face.

Anyways, I am staying with Mrs and Mr Smith in a stone cottage. They made me wash with the water in the wishing well what you have to turn the handle the get fresh water then they gave me a cup of hot chocolate when I finished getting clean I have a room down the hall at the back it’s very cool and we have a farm in the back garden and I get to collect the eggs every morning and I get to help with cleaning the animals.

I made a friend a few house down the street from me and I play out with her sometimes I miss you and I hope too see you soon.

Your loving daughter – Winter

My letter

My letter
Dear Mum,
After I waved goodbye, I was crying. My heart broke, my soul broke and I was like a room full of sadness and darkness. I was scared. I sat there try to calm down.
After some time passed by, we arrived. I was there shouting, “Pick me, pick me.” I was the last kid there.Then a lady came by and I raised my hand. She came to me and picked me up.
That was the happiest thing ever. When she took me home, she told me that her name was Miss Howler. She has a pet bunny and a rabbit . She has a nice house and she is super kind. She told me to get changed out of my clothes. Miss Howler gave me home made clothes. I love them!
Then I mopped the floor, hung the clothes on the line and fed the pets. It was fun!!
But I still want to come back. We’re going to go to a farm tomorrow. I can’t wait!

Write soon
From your loving daughter. Layla

 

A letter home

Lucas

9 clay

fields view

clay cross

wales

Dear mum I am righting to you to tell you about what has happened so far at my stay firstly let me tell you about the train ride to this house.

The train ride was quiet miserable and bumpy, I felt like I was alone for the entire train ride because I didn’t know who I was going to live with. I felt like I was going to got to a bad family for many years and I never know if my dad is going to survive the war.

A letter home

                                                                                                                               30 Borgington Street

WA1 5AU

Dear Mother,

Hi mother it’s Lucy and I really don’t know what’s happening it was very weird because I never saw Edmund cry while hugging you. The moment you left my heart broke I really wanna meet you. What is the Pied Piper operation? We where on the train but no one was talking, it’s my first time on a train does that always happen I wonder, if it’s does that would be very sad. anyways we left the train then we waited for five minutes and there was someone walking and walking coming closer and closer.

Our guardian is Miss Carter she looked at our names I don’t know why then she took us to her house it was not very big but was full of stuff I really wanted to explore everything but she said not to touch any thing in the house their was a really big statue of a dog. She said me and Edmund  have to do the gardening and Susan had to cook meals and Peter had to get the stuff from the Ration book.

The school was very big but I don’t know anyone there because Edmund, Peter and Susan went to high school. They gave me milk and they shout a lot, we learned about the gas masks it was so complicated but I know how to now, you should be very proud I am very happy mother. I hope you and granny are fine don’t worry about us we are doing great love you bye.

Love from Lucy.

A letter home.

Dear ma,                                                                                          10 Downing Street

Dear mother this is my first letter I am writing to you and just to say I am ok. I am going to tell all about my journey on the steam train. After saying goodbye to you I still remember that last hug me and you gave to each other and yes I am looking after Grace. Before you putted my name tag on I spotted a poster saying don’t come back to your children so after I saw that poster I felt worried about that will we see each other again? I hope we do. After when we got on the train me and Grace sat together but on the opposite side there were a couple of kids. There were some ladies helping children and they had a band saying on it wvs I was like what does that mean then I realised it means Women Volunteer Service some had bands and some had hats. Soon me and Grace felt really  sleepy so we decided to go on these beds they weren’t so cosy like the ones at home but it did do. When Grace felt asleep on the top bunk of the bunk bed I was still awake from the noise of the children crying. In the morning we all had to get up early at 4oclock in the morning and we had to eat porridge but it was really cold and sloppy. It was so boring we had sit until we know when to get of the train.We were just staring at the children’s guardian pulling them along.

Soon we know that we had to get off so me and Grace jumped of the train. Grace kept on saying to me Harriot when are we getting of but I never new my self so I just ignored her. After we waited for a while a lady dressed in a fancy dress came and asked us what our names are some servants came and dragged us to a massive modern house. We entered the house as the servants took our bags, which we’re heavy, and placed  them on our bed that me and Grace had to share but to be honest I was grateful because at home me and Grace had to share a small bed. A knock came on the door so we had to answer it then we realised it was the lady who took us. She introduced her self and then we knew her name Mrs Godley. Please write back.

Your loving daughter,Harriot

 

A letter home

Mohammed

19 Broughten street

when I didn’t see you for the first second on the train I felt so uncomfortable that I sat in the corner of the train and there was a bunch of 3 to 16 years. I met a friend called Hisham and he was sent to the exact train as me. He is a brilliant friend. The train was big and had a ton of people inside and I felt so lonely but it is okay now.

Mom the new house is really big, bigger then our old house. The owner of me is called David. He gives me food and guess what, Hisham has the same owner as me David. Me and Hisham asked if we could sheer a room and he said YES. The food is nice and David gives us the same amount of food and water every single day.

 

 

 

A letter home…

Brockford Green 234 Amanborry Road.

Dear Mother,

It’s has  been a full journey to East Angila and I’m very tired … The service on this train is actually amazing!!! I was quite shocked!
We saw some of the WVS ladies that was at the train station and some of her were taking care of us the whole way. The food that was on the train was  a bit plain and to be honest I really DID NOT like it… But at least I’m happy of the service they provided for us!

 

Soon after, we arrived in East Angila and we went to our new house. It wasn’t that bad I guess but it was quite dull and dark in there. Our Legal Guardian who was called Andrew, wasn’t that bad after all too. He was a kind young man who was 38 years old. His food was so flavoured and delicious and also every night he would make us something that we really wanted …but sadly in this area, they have a maximum and a minimum amount of food to eat. We also have a thing called a Ration Book, this book tells us what to eat and what is the maximum of items we digest and consume .

One more thing is that the school that I go to is called Eldon primary school ! It’s an amazing and there education is quite good! Anyways I have to go now but I will send you another letter next time!

 

Yours sincerely… Jas, your loving daughter…

 

 

 

The letter bye lily

to ma

on the train to London I cried when I saw you walk away I was silent all the way there I was sitting alone until a little boy came in and sat next to me I was so confused it took 2 hours to get from London to wails before  we got there we had to drop of some people at different places.

when I got of the train some one looked at my tags she told

me he was my care taker but he told me to call him mr Scott some times I forget his name he goes into the garden and dose some planting

My new home is massive I have a room with all my clothes and my own bathroom my bedroom is massive I love it here but I still miss you and dad I am going to the garden and do some planting with mr Scott the house has a library and two kitchens the house is yellow paint on the house

I do loads of chores I do the whole house I will tell you what I do around the house I do the washing up drying up and putting clothes in the washing machine and putting the clothes in the dryer its not that bad then I Hover and wipe sides down

that’s all from me I how you write back to me I miss you I will write to you again bye mother

 

A letter home

58 Abbey Rd

F5G GH7

Greenhibe Kent

Dear Ma,

Thank you for the croissant I am about to go on the train to Kent and I will miss you. I am on the train and they said they are bringing a bit of food I am sad because I am hungry I will take a nap and I hope I will be their for 3:30 tomorrow. I have just got woken up and we are here. I have just been to go see my guardian and he is very nice he likes gardening, golf and football you know I love gardening, golf and football so that is amazing.

I have just got to see my new room and is it amazing, it has a double bed I love double beds and I get my own bathroom in my room, I love my new house but I miss my bed at our house. My guardians name is John he used to be in the war like dad, I think they are friends because he asked for my last name and I said Hill, and then he said is your dad in the war because I remember him.

He said I have to go to school I will get money and I will able to get things from the shop, that will help me like rubbers, rulers, pens and much more. I will do better with stationary and if I find friends I will give them some stationary as well. I am going to school and I have already met a friends he loves reading and doing homework,  he used to be a slave but he got evacuated and he came to school.

Letter home by Nila

Letter Home

Address: 84 Melbourne street, Tenby, west Wales. Q65 9R2.

 

Dear mother,

I am pleased to say that I enjoyed you hot cross bun. It was like a delight in melancholy. I am doing well and safe, and I hope you are too. The train ride felt longer than ever, and I got so tired from crying that I needed to go to sleep and started dreaming of food. After coming out of my reverie, I layer my eyes on the vast and deep Welsh ocean. The arrogant water was crashing on the sea wall as little children were getting afraid of the thunder. We arrived in Tenby, west Wales. I took my ration book and bag, with Luca (little brother) holding my hand. Our carer was a young and kind woman called auntie Isabella, and she surprisingly told us to call her just Auntie Isabella or nana, not even miss! Her real name was Isabella Wallace though.

after getting off the train, me,  Luca and auntie took off the train and we knew a lot about her. We had to walk a long distance, and I smelled the aroma of chicken legs roasting from other houses, making my mouth water. She showed us the the house; me and Luca were going to be sleeping in the basement when auntie was going to be sleeping next to the door to hear any sounds of bombings to alert us. After she showed us, we went to the cattle market pub to get some meat and the local tavern to get milk, tea and a rest. I was set a series of tasks to clean the house, double the amount than Luca science he is only 6 and I am 11. I had to do chores such as cleaning dishes, mopping floors, hoovering carpets, and dusting lampshades. Auntie and Luca did the cooking, setting out tables gardening and more stuff. I enjoy the house, even though it is cramped for a young girl and a boy but who cares, I am glad I even get food! I hope I will see you again, I really do. What chores do you do? Anything fun, or maybe just boring?

Oh yeah….About my school. It’s not horrendous, but let me just say it is unpredictable and gagging. There could be mild floods, the bathroom is filled with unflushed waste and there are no ventilation systems! I have good friends there, but I met this nasty lady called Amelia and she is very rude. Oh yes, there isn’t any toilet roll too; you do NOT want to be going in those bathrooms! The teachers there are horrible too, infinite detentions for something you didn’t do! The only nice person there beside my friends is Mrs Johassen, who gives me sweets ( depending how much I ate from my ration book) at the end of the day and who comforts me when I am shattered. The floors look like they haven’t been mopped in years; gee, should the janitor be even getting paid! Is there even a janitor? The books are always soggy and you get very blunt pencils. Auntie is planning to send me somewhere else which is a good school. We don’t have chairs so there is nothing really good about it. (Not any trays, school uniforms, not any PE teachers, no computing room, cramped classrooms, ripped students artwork, no library, no class novel, lockers or school dinner depending on the ration book!) some of my friends are coming to a better school, where I am going, as well as Luca. Miss Carly is my private tutor, about 3 shillings per hour. Auntie Isabella can only afford so much due to the war. How are you today? Anyways, I love you!

from Lila-Rose Miller, xoxo