'There may be dark days ahead and war can no longer be confined to
the battlefield. But, we can only do the right thing as we see the
right, and reverently commit our cause to God. If, one and all, we
keep resolutely faithful to it, ready for whatever service or
sacrifice it may demand, then, with God's help, we shall prevail.
May He bless and keep us all.' Those words, haltingly delivered by
King George VI on 3 September 1939 and broadcast to the world, are
still occasionally quoted in radio programs and newspaper or
magazine articles. This is not a story for children in the Hans
Christian Andersen mould. It is a 'story' worth the telling about
children. How, as pawns, they may be rolled over in the mud of the
political feeding frenzies of world leaders mad for power. And how
a nation's future, its children, may be subverted; degraded;
education disrupted; potential destroyed exposing fearful, wasteful
aspects of postwar economic recovery. Threading through the events
of one war, World War II, is a plain tale of a child evacuee
escaping the London blitz - and perhaps worse, if the imminence of
invasion by gloating shock troops of Nazi elite is taken into
account. postwar writers. In that context, the story raises
questions posed by history. The story's main title is chosen for
two reasons. America no longer feels insecurely isolationist. Just
less secure. In a world where national boundaries increasingly
count for little more than lines on a map, its child population
could also suffer evacuation to safer zones if a land war affected
the country internally. For nothing now is beyond imagination in
terms of terrorism in the name of culture, not a country. The
second reason: As a child evacuee to America in a global political
climate not unlike the present, the author chose an option. He
would avoid the horrors which ultimately proved the lot of Europe's
children had Britain not missed being overrun by a whisker. Winston
Churchill hesitated over relinquishing British children to
different cultures. Visiting New York three weeks after
'nine-eleven'; aware of the city's spontaneous official and citizen
response among numbing scenes, was to return to the London blitz,
to the 1940s - even the smell was there. This is a story about
courage and a family's ultimate triumph.
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