French version here.
We were thankful that the retreat of the Germans and the
arrival of the Canadians was done without too much fighting.
I was at the farm of my grandmother as the first tanks came -
everyone cheering - one of my uncles hitched a ride on a tank
and came back with some chocolate for me. I only ate half and
kept the rest and hid it so well that I almost forgot it.
Soon we started getting all sorts of wonderful foods.
EGG-POWDER! We had never seen this before and thought an
egg-powder ommelette was simply amazing - and when I first saw
the bread that the Canadians ate, I couldn't believe that
bread could be so pure pure white as that.
I would love to hear from a Canadian school what those
soldiers thought of us. Their tanks made a terrible mess of
the cobbled streets as they turned round at the Church, but we
put the cobbles back and forgave them.
