This story was inspired by the following word prompts:
Today’s things are: orange grove, bee, Jack Frost
A Moment In Paradise
“What could be a lovelier setting than a beautiful orange grove?” That’s what my Mother said to me the day we arrived in Downham Springs.
It was her way of consoling me. I was only Nine years old and I still missed England. My brother was only Five and seemed to have coped much better with the journey than I had. Two months on board a boat had not been very pleasant. We were crammed in with lots of other families that had taken the ten pound package. The weather as we sailed round the horn of Africa had been terrible. The crew kept reassuring us that it was perfectly normal but my stomach was having none of it. I realised that Boats and my stomach were just not compatible. The best thing about the journey was all the food that was available. When we’d left England, rationing was still in full swing. My mother thought it was so funny when my Brother and I were introduced to bananas for the first time. She just stood there laughing as we tried to bite through the skin. Then she showed us how to peel them. She said she used to love them before the war. It wasn’t just bananas but also juicy oranges, melons and pineapples. Actually, if it hadn’t been for the rough sea and my poor sea legs it wouldn’t have been a bad journey after all.
I will never forget the day we sailed into Sydney harbour. It was like sailing into paradise.