1939- I have left to go to the train, Mum and Dad are waving at me. We said our last goodbyes and the constable took me away on the train. Soon the train went off, I sat down and watched the beautiful scenery as the train speed off.
Soon the train stopped and I exited waiting for my host to pick me up. As children by the dozen got picked up and set to there new hosts, I stood there like a statue waiting to be moved. Finally a lady took me in and told me to help her with farming chores around her farm.
1945- With my new host at my side and four years gone, I woke up early in the morning to milk the cows, feed the chickens and cook breakfast. One day when I collected the mail, I got a letter from my parents saying that they missed me during the war. Luckily the war was over so I could go back to them.
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