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Saturday, May 14, 2011

May dribbles - 11

The cold wind blew with memories of air-raid sirens’ tunes. Children marched in lines from school and gathered on the field. “Going to dig for victory,” the teacher said, waving her spade. “All the sods go over there.” Then little Jack, sweet silly sod, picked up his teddy and walked.

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