Last Saturday my family and I went to my grandparents to visit them. When we arrived there was a film about the war. When this film ended my grandfather told me about his experience in the war.
The war began in nineteen thirty nine and finished in the nineteen forty five. Bombs were dropped from the Germans’ planes. When the siren sounded everyone dropped everything from their hands and went running to the shelter. My grandfather started to tell me about his most frightening experience during the war.
He was eleven years old and one afternoon his grandmother was sick and she was in her bed. The siren sounded and my mother decided to stay with his grandmother but he told her that he will stay with his grandmother so his mother and his little sister went hurrying to the shelter. After an hour a bomb fell on a house next to them and even their house shook with the explosion but was not destroyed.
Men were nearby and when they heard them screaming these men entered their house and they carried his grandmother to the shelter and he went running after them to meet his mother and sister. My grandfather and his grandmother were scared to death. After a few minutes my grandfather’s house was also hit by a bomb. They were lucky to be alive till the end of the war.