- Contributed by
- Yvonne Worrall nee Christian
- Location of story:
- Mitcham, Surrey
- Background to story:
- Civilian
- Article ID:
- A5989206
- Contributed on:
- 02 October 2005
FREEDOM OF SPEECH
Well, we did not have any really. Our parents had been the children of the first world war and were not in the habit of talking about what was going on. They considered nearly everything to be grown up talk so children were sent out of the room. In world war two things were not much better. There were posters telling us “CARELESS TALK COSTS LIVES” and “KEEP MUM SHE’S NOT SO DUMB” (for those old enough to be courting beautiful women). People were discouraged from talking about where their loved ones were stationed. There was an air of secrecy about all troop movements.
We had the radio on all the time in our house and we heard the news several times a day. It did not have the exciting effect on me as it did my husband who was ten years old at the beginning of the war as I was only five. In fact I found it frightening. We as young children were uninformed. We were only told something on the need to know basis. At least we did not get into trouble for talking about the wrong things. This was where ignorance was bliss.
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