Bectan Sands

Shimmering carpet

Beautiful
A Shimmering carpet of blue
As far as the eye can see
Carrying the villagers
On extended journeys
This is the sea

Billy, Preston

An Evacuee Diary

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

An Evacuee Diary

An extract from an evacuee's diary;

Dear diary I am working on a farm. I do not like it here. I want to go home it is horrible. I wish I was at home.

Paige, Porchester School

An evacuee diary

An extract from an evacuee's dairy;

Today I worked my socks off again. Digging up cabbages Yuk ….. Cleaning up pig muck and I had to clean the lord and ladies bedroom which was really messy. I wish this stupid war would end. I miss my parents. The cook just gives us healthy food Gross I hate healthy food.
Thomas and Rosie went with Mrs. Crabtree I am not happy I keep pleading to go but they will not let me. I want to go back to my family in London our teacher Mrs. Apple tree makes us sing the national anthem in front of the whole school. May be I could run away - no bad idea - I could get captured. I want to go home.

Molly, Porchester School

Evacuees

We're looking for contributions about the children who were evacuated from the big cities to the countryside during World War Two. Maybe some of those children came to Bectan Sands.

You could write about these children and describe;

Who they were

What they liked to do in Bectan Sands

How they felt about moving to Bectan Sands

The new friends that they made

The friends that they left behind

What happened to them at the end of the war

Send us your writing here.