A Coventry Kid's Tale

Chapter 2: Primary School Days (1953)

After this things improved for the child, his presents were all taken from him and given to all the other children, but he forgave them because his parents had come to take him home.
Oh joy of joys, his train set which had run on batteries now ran on electric mains. All he had to do now was to find a shilling for the meter. This was no trouble to the child.

It was at this time the child found out more people existed in the house than what he thought. There were five and he thought there were three. Mother, Father, the Child, a Sister and Something that was not worth thinking about. He found this out one evening when the Three Musketeers came on the television. Up the hall he ran and slapped the door, one for each of the musketeers. Crash went the door. "Oh hell" said the child. "Buggerit" said the father.
For now there was no front door!! Glass was everywhere. You could now see into the street. "What's that?" said the something. "Blood" said the sister. "Sugar" said the child as he ran screaming from the hall.
The mother, grabbing him by the arm, marched him the long way round to the hospital. The hospital being in Stoney Stanton Road.

"My son has a minor cut on his arm" said the mother, "Minor cut on the arm?" said the doctor, "I would be more worried about the lacerations to his feet" (this caused by walking to the hospital with glass in his slippers). "Never mind" said the doctor "the arm can be stitched back on". The mother was relieved, it meant the child could still chop the wood in the cellar. Home they went (taking the short cut). When the child walked through the door he realised there was a big sheet of timber where the glass used to be. Amazed, he thought "I will not be able to break that", so he looked forward to the next episode of the Three Musketeers. The child was pleased because the Something and his Sister had bought some chocolate and other goodies and had left them on a tray for him. Oh what joy to sit with this tray in front of him. Just as he was to start unwrapping the goodies a cry rang out "You can bring that tray in for us now" said the sister, "we are ready for it". The child for his trouble had a knob of chocolate for being good.