Wednesday, April 27, 2011

{Ziad - The journey of the evacuee}

It all started on on Sunday morning 3rd of September 1939 I was doing my chores while doing my choirs when I heard something that alarmed me, I heard that England was in war with Germany. In moments after that the front door slowly slided open and told my mother.
 " Sorry to disturb you madam, your child is going to have to be evacuated !" announced the strange man. My heart was beating out of my chest I couldn't believe what I was hearing I even asked myself out loud
"Is this a nightmare or is it real ?"
 "Are clouds turning green or what ?" As I watched my mother drag herself on the ground and cried until it was almost like a tsunami hit. I knew trying to cheer her up wasn't going to work so I just slowly pulled myself up the stairs full of tears that were going to burst out any minute. But then I stopped, I turned around and like a bullet I dashed up to my mother giving her a humongous hug.


After three dull, grey weeks of packing up...


As my mother drove me to the train station. when we got there me and my mother stood in front of the railway and when the train got there I sadly told my mother
"this is it were never going to see eachother again as I gave her a kiss and a vast hug with all full of sadness
"bye" she replied.

Suddenly the trains horn petrified me it made me feel as if there was an earthquake as I rode the train I fell asleep  when we got there.


I ot ent to a house that I feel I will be comfortable at.

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