I am a firm believer that we need to face our past before we move into our future. And I have been blessed with a wonderful friend who grew up in Germany during the time of WWII, Monika from MyEuropeanTouch. She has graciously allowed me to share her story here.
This will be a 3 part series (so far).
This is where and how I grew up in Berlin after WWII just ended. The rubble and wreckage around me were my play ground, where I found all the beautiful broken China plate pieces and tried to make imaginary whole plates to eat from with my wooden doll.
.My Mom was one of the "Rubble/Wreckage" woman, cleaning bricks for re-use and rebuild.
I was on my grandma's hand when the American Candy Bombers came and got candy and chocolate.
We later moved to a city called Kiel and it was much the same there. Kiel was the biggest U-boot ship yard for Hitler's fleets and they bombed the crap out of that city too.
Come back tomorrow for part 2, and Saturday for part 3. It's an amazing story from the real life of someone who was there, not just a chapter in a history book.