I woke up from the noise going on in the house and outside. I am from a family with eight children, and everyone was running around trying to figure out what was going on. My Mother told us that the war had started. As we kept on running around, the bridge was blowing up. Because we were running around all our doors were open and so the explosion blew them closed. But other people, because their doors were closed, all of their windows were blowing out. The people were getting hurt by the flying glass, so we were lucky that did not happen to us.

        My Father was a policeman, and he got across the Rhine in a boat that a man had used it to bring people across. When he came back he looked a kind of naked with all his guns and belt gone that the Germans had taken away from him. After we had breakfast we went outside to see the Germans, we could not understand them, as they could not under stand us, but we had a good look at what they had. Then we went home and told what we had seen. A couple of days later we went to school again but since the bridge had been blown up we had to take the boat across. My parents did not like us having to take the boat everyday so they found a house in town for us to move into, so there would not be any chance of us drowning. Other then the time during the war when we were living in other places; I lived there until I got married.

                                                                                    

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