I would have walked slower If I had known we were going to leave. It was late May, it was cold, and I was hungry. The streets were quiet, with no one around. I was thinking about my father, J Freeburn, who served in world war 1 and dies only 4 years ago in world war 2. He was a merchant seaman; however, I barely knew him. I remember him leaving for war when I was 7.
“Wake up” my mother called said quietly. I opened my eyes. Today I really didn’t want to get out of bed. It was very early, then I heard her voice again telling me to hurry up. Quickly put on my clothes, picked up my things and went to meet her at the door. I saw all my siblings sanding at the door as well. Before I knew it, we were almost at the harbour. I got my first glimpse of the Empire Brent.