CS goes to Guernsey: part 3, Feb 12th
The CBB -> St Agnes's House
#1: CS goes to Guernsey: part 3, Feb 12th Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Sep 09, 2004 7:57 pm

This is the last post made to Guernsey.
Part 1 is here
Part 2 is here

Peter was to bring his daughter across to meet Daisy the next day, so that they could have a chance at becoming friends before school started. Jo had explained to Daisy that Beth had no real friends on the island and that it was hoped that they two would be able to make up for the lack for each of them. Daisy had seemed mildly interested, but had soon buried herself in her book again. Jo’s thoughts drifted to the news. There seemed to be nothing good happening. In fact as August went on the opposite seemed to be true. She and Jack had spent most of August at Jack’s home in the New Forest, Pretty Maids, and they had only just returned to Guernsey to get ready for the new term, which would start on August 31st. It was becoming increasingly clear that Hitler was going to try to invade Poland, and everybody knew that this time it would mean war. Although still in favour of Appeasement, even Chamberlain could take it only so far, and the limit had now been reached. Jo worried that war would also mean that Jack would be called up before the babies were born, and tried to put from her mind the dangers he would face.

When Beth Chester arrived the following afternoon both girls felt that they were under pressure to be friends whether they really wanted to or not and were therefore reluctant to conform to expectations. Jo, wise to their feelings, sent them off to the garden and away from the eyes of the adults, who she made sure were fully occupied with tea and cakes. The two girls disappeared to the far end of the garden where they eyed each other warily.
“They are taking it for granted that we’ll be friends,” said Beth at last. “Just because we’re the same age and will probably be in the same form at school. That’s daft. Why should we, just because they say so.”
Daisy giggled. “Well we don’t have to,” she said. “But we also don’t have to do the opposite just to be awkward either.”
Beth grinned. “We don’t, do we? We should be able to do our own thing. Tell me about this school, won’t you? You’ve been to it before haven’t you, so you should know all about it. Mummy and Daddy seem to think it’s something special.”
“I think it is too,” said Daisy. “It was started by my Auntie Madge in Austria donkey’s years ago and I went there till we had to leave Austria when the Nazis came.” Daisy went on to tell Beth all about the school, and by the time she had finished and Beth had asked all the questions that were bubbling up in her mind, they were firm friends, much to the subsequent relief of the adults who had responsibility for them.

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#2:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Sep 10, 2004 1:32 pm

Thank you Pat. Is there any more? This is said in a sort of feeble, pathetic tone of voice, so Pat will feel sorry for me and post lots more lovely story.

 

#3:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Fri Sep 10, 2004 5:32 pm

I go away for a week and find that one of my favourites has been archived Shocked Still I managed to find it with the Link and can't wait for the next bit (that's me being subtle Pat Wink )

 

#4:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 6:45 pm

Jo finally met Janie Lucy the day before the school reopened. She had been touring the building with Robin and Daisy, who were bewailing the small size of the new school. The drop to fifty-two seemed dreadful after two hundred and fifty members during the last year in Tyrol, and the girls felt it keenly. At this point Jo was called away to meet Janie and the two girls wandered on around the school together, waiting for her to return.

Jo and Janie hit it off immediately and knew immediately that they would be friends, even though there was a difference in their ages. Janie’s eldest daughter Julie would be coming to the school, though only in the Juniors, so Jo showed her around, explaining about each room and the history of the school. By the time Janie finally left Robin and Daisy were more than impatient. After all, as they did not hesitate to point out, they only had today left to be with Jo.

The first day of the new Chalet School fell on a Thursday. All day the adults had been trying to hide their apprehension as war seemed to be looming ever closer, though none of them knew just how close it was. Friday seemed to pass as usual, but when Jo and Jack turned on the wireless to listen to the evening news they heard what they had been dreading to hear for weeks. Germany had invaded Poland. They were using their Blitzkrieg tactics and had already well inside the country, though Poland was evidently resisting as well as she could.

“This is it then,” said Jo when the broadcast ended. “We simply can’t let Hitler get away with this. We promised the Poles we would go to their aid if this happened."
“So did France,” said Jack. “Chamberlain’s policy of appeasement has failed. I don’t think it ever had much hope, given what we both know about the Nazi regime. The only question is how long before we are at war.”

They did not have long to wait for the answer. On Sunday the 3rd of September everyone in the country turned on their sets to listen to the Prime Minister. At the school the girls were sent to Hall where they found a large wireless had been set up on the staff dais. At 11.00 Chamberlain came on air.
“I am speaking to you from the Cabinet Room at 10 Downing Street. This morning the British Ambassador in Berlin handed the German government a final note stating that, unless we hear from them by 11 o’clock that they were prepared at once to withdraw their troops from Poland, a state of war would exist between us. I have to tell you now that no such undertaking has been received, and that consequently this country is at war with Germany.”
He went on to say “ We and France are today, in fulfilment of our obligations, going to the aid of Poland, who is so bravely resisting this wicked and unprovoked attack upon her people. We have a clear conscience - we have done all that any country could do to establish peace.
The situation in which no word given by Germany’s ruler could be trusted, and no people or country could feel itself safe, has become intolerable. And now that we have resolved to finish it I know that you will play your part with calmness and courage.”
“Now may God bless you all. May He defend the right. For it is evil things that we shall be fighting against - brute force, bad faith, injustice, oppression and persecution - and against them I am certain that right will prevail.”

Later that day the King broadcast to the Empire from Buckingham Palace, finishing with these words.
“This is the ultimate issue which confronts us. For the sake of all that we ourselves hold dear, and of the world order and peace, it is unthinkable that we should refuse to meet the challenge.
It is to this high purpose that I now call my people at home and my people across the seas, who will make our cause their own. I ask them to stand calm, firm and united in this time of trial. The task will be hard. There may be dark days ahead, and war can no longer be confined to the battlefield. But we can only do the right 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 may prevail. May He bless us and keep us all.”

Joey turned to Jack with tears in her eyes. “Amen to that,” she said. “I know you will be going away Jack. I will try to be brave, but it will be so hard. I pray that you may be here for our babies’ birth, but if you are not I will put up with it, for I am sure that we must do this thing. We must destroy Nazi ideas and practices by whatever means it takes, and free the German people from them.”
The tears were running unheeded down her cheeks as she spoke, but her voice was firm. Jack took her in his arms.
“My darling thank you. I know how hard that must have been for you to say. We must pray that we shall win this war and come out of it stronger in our love than ever before.”

At the Chalet School the girls had prayed for God’s help in the war, and had spent the rest of the day quietly as usual. The younger girls had little idea of hat was to come, but the Seniors, and especially those who had been at the school in Austria, had a better understanding, and they went about with grave faces. The staff rallied together, determined that the school would continue as normal, or as near normal as could be in the circumstances.
“Madame told us we must ‘be brave’ when we had to move the school up to the Sonnaple, and now we must fulfil that demand,” said Miss Annersley to her staff that evening. “We must do our best to keep ouir own spirits up n the days and months that lie ahead, for only by doing so can we support our girls. I know I can trust you all in this, and pray that we may all come through this dark time with our faith intact. Sleep well my dears, and wake refreshed to face tomorrow.”

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#5:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 6:52 pm

Thanks Pat, momentous times.

 

#6:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 6:52 pm

Lovely Pat, I'm glad you included the start of the war, as I always wished EBD had covered this. It sounds awfully like you have finished but I hope not!! Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad

 

#7:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 6:53 pm

That was lovely Auntie Pat!!! Thank you very much!!!! *reaches for tissues*

 

#8:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 7:28 pm

Joins Vikki at trhe tissue box! We have the benefit of hindsight which is the only 20/20 vision.Very moving, Pat. You've captured the mood exactly.

 

#9:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 7:44 pm

Thank you Pat. That was wonderful.

 

#10:  Author: claire, Location: South Wales PostPosted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 8:02 pm

Thank you for that Pat - just read the lot

 

#11:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 9:59 am

Thank you Pat for posting that, another part that had a big impact on the school but was glossed over in the series.

 

#12:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 12:57 pm

Thank you, Pat. lovely.

 

#13:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Sep 13, 2004 1:00 pm

Lovely, Pat, this adds so much depth to it.

 

#14:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Tue Sep 14, 2004 3:06 pm

*playing catch-up* Brilliant as usual, Pat and I'm glad you chose Jack & Joey as being together when they heard that news ... I can imagine her overactive imagination going into overdrive at such news ... Also liked Daisy & Beth's reaction to being expected to be friends!!

 

#15:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 2:54 pm

One of the first things to happen after war was declared, but which did not come to light for quite a while, was the sinking of the liner “Athenia” by a German submarine. Of the 1,417 people on board, bound for Canada, 112 died. Later the following month, the battleship “Royal Oak” was sunk at Scapa Flow, with a loss of over 800 lives. Both these losses were censored by the British government, but the news leaked out about the “Royal Oak” from German radio broadcasts made by Lord Haw-Haw. These broadcasts were to become very familiar to everyone in the coming months, always beginning with the words “Germany calling, Germany calling”. To most people in Britain nothing seemed to be happening, and the period became known as the ‘Phoney War’.

Jack had joined the Army, and before long was sent to France with his regiment. Jo found herself restricted more and more to the house, not only because she found it hard to get around as time went on, but because she tired increasingly easily. She found herself longing for her babies to be born as much for her release from such constrictions as for her longing to see and hold them. Peter Chester had warned her that twins often came early, so that when she realised that things were starting to happen early in November, she was relieved as well as apprehensive.

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#16:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 3:12 pm

Thank you for updating Pat. Nice to see that even in the midst of all those losses (which I for one seem to forget about when reading the books) there will be new life to come. How long before Jo finds out it's not twins?

 

#17:  Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 3:19 pm

Thanks Pat - I'm glad to see this back!

 

#18:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 3:50 pm

Thank you Pat! Useful to see it set in context.

 

#19:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 4:06 pm

Ooh fabulous - this is back! And yes, it's sobering to see a well-known story against a more detailed desciption of the history ... *looking forward to the discovery that it ain't twins!!*

 

#20:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 4:35 pm

Yay! Mexican Wave Guernsey is back! Mexican Wave *I've been looking for an opportunity to use those smileys* I can actually understand EBD not writing the details of the war. There was a strong feeling of 'keeping things normal for the children' during the war and afterwards, well - I think there was a long period where people wanted to forget it! Especially since, once the euphoria died down and rationing and problems continued, people just wanted escapism. We're looking at it from a different perspective and I don't suppose there are many, even on this board, who remember the 40's and 50's, which means it is 'history' for most people. ETA Not me, though Rolling Eyes

 

#21:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 5:14 pm

Thanks Pat - glad this is back! Laughing

 

#22:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 9:46 pm

Lovely Pat!!!!!!! Good to have some more of this!

 

#23:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2004 10:23 pm

Great to have some more, thanks Pat Very Happy :box: :laughing:

 

#24:  Author: Robin, Location: London PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 9:07 am

yay! it's back! thought we'd seen the last of this one - very glad we haven't!

 

#25:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 12:37 pm

Glad to see more of this Pat.

 

#26:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 3:29 pm

Is there any more yet, Pat, please?

 

#27:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 6:58 pm

Anna called Peter Chester, but obeying her mistresses instructions did not also call Madge to let her know what was happening. Before long Peter was upstairs examining his patient.
“Well young lady,” he said, “you’re well on the way and everything is proceeding normally. Nothing to worry about.”
Jo tried to smile up at him, but was incapable of replying at that precise moment. “I’m as fit as a fiddle these days,” she gasped when the contraction had passed. “You know that as well as I do.”
The delivery progressed quite normally, Peter Chester having come prepared for twins. The nurse that had been engaged to look after Jo arrived to help, and before long two babies were lying snugly in the big Moses basket that had been bought for them.
“Just one more effort Jo,” said Peter confidently. “Then it will be all over. You’ve done really well.”
The nurse suddenly gasped. “There’s another baby here Doctor Chester,” she said.
“What? There can’t be.” But there was, and a third Maynard girl joined her sisters in the basket, while Jo giggled weakly in reaction.
She felt much better once the nurse had cleaned her up, though very sleepy. However, she stayed awake long enough to grin up at the doctor.
“Go and tell Madge yourself peter, there’s a dear. I want to know exactly what she says and how she looks when you come back.”
“So long as you go to sleep now,” said Peter.
“You couldn’t keep me awake if you tried,” said Jo snuggling down under her bedcovers. She was asleep before Peter had left the room.

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#28:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 7:16 pm

Lovely, thanks Pat!

 

#29:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 8:40 pm

*hugs Auntie Pat* That was lovely!

 

#30:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 9:20 pm

That was sweet. Thanks.

 

#31:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 8:50 am

Wonderful - I love Joey "giggling weakly in reaction"!

 

#32:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 9:00 am

Thank you, Pat. Lovley.

 

#33:  Author: Robin, Location: London PostPosted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 9:48 am

Rachael wrote:
Wonderful - I love Joey "giggling weakly in reaction"!
Me too! thanks Pat

 

#34:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 11:59 am

Thank you, Pat.

 

#35:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 2:53 pm

Thank you Pat, this is among my favourite scenes of the whole series.

 

#36:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 7:21 pm

When do we get the next bit, Auntie Pat?

 

#37:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat Oct 16, 2004 7:32 pm

The news of the triplets caused a sensation in the Chalet School, which the girls regarded as a school event, even if the school staff didn’t. Most of them had known Jo when she was still at school herself, and considered her still one of themselves. When Jo was fit enough to bring the babies to school they went wild over them, and even the normally dignified staff could be seen cooing over the big Moses basket which Jo used to transport them.
Before the end of term the school was to receive another shock, this one not so pleasant. The Sixth and some of the Middles were out for a walk when a German plane was spotted heading for the island and clearly in trouble. It was trailing a cloud of black smoke behind it and the engine note was very weak. It finally ploughed into the beach not far from the horrified girls, and the pilot leapt clear, pulling his navigator with him. They fell onto the sand, far too near the aircraft, which was already on fire. Corney, Maria and Violet raced across the beach and tried to pull the two men clear of the flames, getting badly burnt themselves in the process. Corney and Violet were strong young people and recovered fairly quickly, being able to talk to Jo quite normally when she visited them. Maria was another matter entirely. She had been fretting badly over her father, who had disappeared in Austria, and was feared to be suffering in a concentration camp. The shock of the rescue and the extent of her injuries on top of the strain she had been under resulted in a collapse which worried the doctors at the San. Jo’s visit changed that, for she simply sat and sang to Maria, who was lying still and quiet in a darkened room. The girl started to cry, which worried Jo in case she had made things worse, but relieved the doctors, for now she had let her emotions free she could start to recover.

Just before the end of term Jack came home unexpectedly. She found out afterwards that he had been ill with pleurisy and had been granted sick leave to recover, but her joy was only slightly dimmed at the news, for she had missed him badly. Old friends also turned up unexpectedly. Freida and Bruno von Ahlen, her fiancé, and Gisela’s husband Friedel von Gluck, arrived, the two men having escaped from a concentration camp thanks to the help of the brother of a Chalet School girl from Germany. They had also brought Jo’s beloved St Bernard dog Rufus with them, and Jo’s cup of joy was running over. She had a full house for the Christmas holiday, for she kept her promise to Corney to spend the holiday with her, but Jo didn’t mind the squash, for she had the people she loved most in the world around her. It was a quieter Christmas, for the War was in everyone’s mind. Rationing had come in, for food had to be brought in by ships braving the terrors of the U-boat campaign. However, the tree was decorated with the same care as the previous year, and greenery hung around the house, for they were all determined to make the most of the festive season. Maria spent the time in hospital, too ill still to take any interest, though the strain of wondering about her father had been lifted. Her mother was able to tell her that his ashes had been received by relatives and his sufferings therefore at an end.

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#38:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Oct 16, 2004 7:38 pm

Thank you Pat! :wave:

 

#39:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sat Oct 16, 2004 8:12 pm

Thank you, Pat. It's always good to get some more of this.

 

#40:  Author: ellend, Location: Bow, London PostPosted: Sat Oct 16, 2004 10:09 pm

Great Pat. Thanks Ellen

 

#41:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Sat Oct 16, 2004 10:51 pm

Thanks Pat Very Happy

 

#42:  Author: Caroline OSullivan, Location: Reading, Berkshire, UK PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 6:24 am

Thanks Pat. I'm glad they could enjoy their last Christmas on Guernsey. One thing puzzled me
Quote:
Gisela’s husband Friedel von Gluck
I thought Friedel was Wanda's husband. Isn't Gottifried Mensch Gisela's husband or is this an alternative CS world Confused Caroline

 

#43:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 6:54 am

Lovely, Pat. Thanks

 

#44:  Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 2:28 pm

Thank you, Pat! poor Maria Crying or Very sad

 

#45:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 3:00 pm

Caroline OSullivan wrote:
Quote:
Gisela’s husband Friedel von Gluck
I thought Friedel was Wanda's husband. Isn't Gottifried Mensch Gisela's husband or is this an alternative CS world Confused Caroline

My mistake!!! Sorry about that!

The whole island, in fact the whole of Britain, kept the Christmas season quietly. Jo and Jack and the rest of the family went to the midnight services on Christmas Eve and to church the following day, as usual. Prayers were said for the speedy end to the war which hardly seemed to have got started as far as Britain was concerned, as the Germans were consolidating their hold over Poland. Just after New Year, Miss Annersley came to see Cornelia, which to that young lady’s confusion. When they were seated in Jo’s office, where they could enjoy a little privacy, the Head spoke gently.
“Cornelia my dear, Madame and I have been discussing what we should do next term. You know, don’t you, that Maria will not be well enough to come back to us for some time. In fact her mother has decided that Maria is to leave school altogether, and when she is well enough they will go and live quietly on the mainland. She will take some time to be completely herself again you know. However, that is not why I have come today, or only part of the reason. We are left without a Head Girl for the rest of the year, and I would like you to take that position.”
Corney realised that her mouth had dropped open in shock and closed it with a click that brought a smile of sympathy form her Head.
“Why me?” she asked. “There are plenty of others who could do it. What about Violet or Sigrid? They were far better behaved than ever I was - in fact I know real well that I was one of the worst Middles you had in my day.”
“My dear I do know it, none better. But that is one of the reasons Madame and I think you are the best person for the job. You understand the Middles so well simply because of your past behaviour. You have grown into a responsible young woman and will make a wonderful head Girl. The others are too quiet, or not ready for that sort of responsibility yet. You are, Cornelia. Will you take it on, my dear?”
Poor Corney was as red as a pillar box by this time, but managed to pull herself together sufficiently to answer the direct question.
“I guess so Miss Annersley. I can only do my best.”
“That’s all we ever ask. Thank you Cornelia. Now let us rejoin the others and you may give them your news.”

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#46:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 8:03 pm

Love the dropped jaw reaction! Laughing

 

#47:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Mon Oct 18, 2004 9:16 am

I'm with Ally - good to see Corney's appointment! Laughing Do we get to see the others' reactions?

 

#48:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Oct 18, 2004 9:53 am

Lovely reaction. Very glad she accepted as well.

 

#49:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 3:09 pm

Glad they had a nice Christmas despite everything. Nice to see Cornelia become Head Girl. Thanks Pat.

 

#50:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 5:11 pm

Almost as school restarted after Christmas came the news that some foods were to be rationed. Cards giving the weekly allowance for each person were issued for staple foods such as butter and sugar, as well as for bacon and ham. Most adults realised that this was probably the forerunner of more to come and many decided to try to hoard such foods as would keep well for hard times ahead.

Cornelia started the term with some trepidation, for she was nervous about her reception as Head Girl after the well loved girls who had held the post in the past. When she entered the Prefects Room the talk was all about the person likely to take over from Maria. Corney went bright red, which was picked up by the quick witted Sigrid.
“It is you Corney! Your colour gives you away. Oh I am pleased. You will be the best out of all of us for the job. Will the Abbess announce it at Prayers tonight?”
“I guess so. Just hope I can live up to the job, that’s all.”
“You will be perfectly fine Corney. The Abbess wouldn’t have given you the job otherwise,” said Violet.
At that moment the bell rang for Supper and they had to fall silent.

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#51:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 6:39 pm

Nice Pat - but so little! Razz

 

#52:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 7:04 pm

Lesley wrote:
Nice Pat - but so little! Razz
Giving this my full agreement. Hope such a short piece means a longer one in the pipeline.

 

#53:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 8:15 pm

It means that the bunny wasn't playing ball tonight!!!

 

#54:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 9:48 pm

Rapidly sends lots of nice bunny food over to Doncaster

 

#55:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 9:45 am

Thank you for the little bits - sends more bunny treats in a general Doncaster direction...

 

#56:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 2:05 pm

If the Prefects could have heard the conversation in the Staff Room earlier in the day the would have been a good deal less happy, Corney in particular.
“I wonder if the head has made the right choice for Head Girl, now that Maria is not going to be able to return,” said Con Stewart. She was starting to feel a little worried, for nothing had been heard from Jock for some months, and the worry was affecting her viewpoint on a number of issues.
“What do you mean,” asked Nell Wilson in surprise. “Cornelia will make an excellent Head Girl. Why would you think otherwise?”
“She’s always been a bit of a problem though, hasn’t she. Her behaviour and language has left a lot to be desired.”
“Oh I grant her language can be colourful on occasion though she has improved a great deal in that respect in the last couple of years. As for her behaviour, there has been nothing to complain about for some time, Con.”
“But why do you question, ma cherie,” said Jeanne. “Hilda will have taken all things into account when she made her choice.”
“Corney will do very well,” put in Simone, still feeling strange to be in the Staff Room. “She has become a most responsible person.”
“Well if you all think so, we’ll just have to wait and see,” Con muttered to herself. Nell Wilson looked at her friend in some concern, but said nothing more, resolving to have a good chat when they could find the time. She could see that something was bothering her and was determined to help if she could. That would have to wait until they had free time, however, and that was always in short supply at the Chalet School.

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#57:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 2:19 pm

Hmmm! Clever Pat - we did see that Con Stewart was affected by Jock's disappearance - nice to see it wasn't just with the girls. Thanks! Kiss

 

#58:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 8:58 pm

Oooh! Lovely post Pat. nice to see this side of things.

 

#59:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 10:16 am

Intriguing - I just hope Nell can help before Con does anything silly. I don't think Corney is as confident in her position as some might suspect and if she gets any grief from Con I can see there being fireworks ahead ...

 

#60:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 10:41 am

Hmmm Con vs Corney. Wouldn't like to pick a winner there! Thanks Pat, it's great to see more insight into the decision to make Corney head girl, and also Con's worry over Jock being so far away and not hearing from him - EBD always seemed to skip over that a bit. Very Happy

 

#61:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 1:17 pm

Thank you Pat. Nice to see another viewpoint on this. And to see Simone being worried about being in the satff room - muct have been a real big change for her but again EBD glosses over it.

 

#62:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Oct 22, 2004 2:09 pm

After Con had left the room, Simone continued to look concerned. Jeanne, noticing her expression, asked her what the matter was.
“I am wondering why Con is so very cross these days,” Simone replied.
“It is that she has not heard from Jock for a long time and she is worried. We must make many allowances for her.”
“Of course, I hadn’t realised. It must be so hard for her with Jock so far away.”
Simone remained thoughtful, however, for Con’s situation could very well extend to herself before long. She had gone home to Paris for the Christmas holidays, since her mother and sister both lived there, Renee attending the Paris Conservatoire. They had had a merry Christmas, even with the war looming over them, and for Simone it proved to be a special time indeed.

On Christmas Eve she went to Mass with her family as usual, to their own church rather than one of the great Cathedrals, for they wished to worship with their friends around them. The streets were in darkness for fear of air-raids, but the night was clear with a good moon, and they knew the way well. Inside the church the windows had been covered with blackout curtains, and the place was lit with hundreds of candles. Each of the party was given their own candle to carry so that they could see to follow the service. The flickering light and the soaring music, followed by the Eucharist all combined to give them a feeling of hope for the future. It was when they were standing outside the church that Simone’s future was decided, though she did not realise this for some time. Her family had a number of friends living in the area, though Simone had lost touch with many of them through her years at the Chalet School. One of these families approached them now, and Simone vaguely recognised the two older members, obviously the parents of the young man in Air force uniform accompanying them.
“Bon soir, Madame Lecoutier. May we wish you and your family a very happy Christmas?”
“Bon sir, Monsieur de Bersac et merci. May I introduce you to my daughters whom you may remember. Simone and Renee. Renee is at the Conservatoire and Simone is teaching at her old school.”
“Of course we remember them, though they have naturally grown. And this is Andre. As you can see he is fighting for his country.” Pride and worry warred in Monsieur de Bersac’s voice as he spoke.

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#63:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Fri Oct 22, 2004 2:43 pm

Lovely, Pat, you're managing to weave so many things into this.

 

#64:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Oct 22, 2004 3:03 pm

So nice to see this - can't remember if anything was ever mentioned about Andre by EBD Thanks Pat.

 

#65:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Fri Oct 22, 2004 3:24 pm

that's lovely, Pat. I love the way you've gone into the details EBD skated over. I also like the way drabbles are sort of knitting together - with Sigrid and Violet being the ones to congratulate corney Laughing

 

#66:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Fri Oct 22, 2004 3:27 pm

Its great to see some of the detail about Andre and Simone, which EBD glossed over. Thank you Pat Very Happy

 

#67:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Sun Oct 24, 2004 2:58 pm

Simone found herself looking at a young man a few years older than herself. He looked very smart in his French Air Force uniform with the pilot’s wings on the breast, and she felt an immediate attraction. However, the whole party was starting the walk home, so she was able to hide her feelings for the time being under the general movement. She was startled to here Andre’s voice beside her, as she thought she had managed to avoid walking beside him.
“Where is your school, Mademoiselle?” he asked.
“On Guernsey, Monsieur de Bersac. The school used to be in the Austrian Tyrol, but of course we had to move after the Anschluss. It was no longer possible to run a school under those conditions. We re-opened last August, and I teach mathematics.”
The conversation moved on to other things and Simone was able to put her thoughts into some semblance of order before they reached the junction where the two parties must separate.
“May I call on you Madame Lecoutier?” asked Andre as the parted, causing Simone to flush a little. Her mother gravely assented, knowing very well that it was herself Andre wished to call on.
Simone had seen a good deal of Andre during the Christmas break. He was still training, so had not yet joined a squadron and was based on the outskirts of Paris, so he found it easy to spend his free time with her. By the time she had to return to school they both had a good idea of the way they wished the future to go, though neither had spoken of it, knowing that it was too soon. However, war has the effect of speeding romance, and theirs was to be no exception. Letters passed between them, confirming them in their feelings for each other though Simone said nothing to her friends, not even to Joey and Frieda

The unnatural quiet was continuing. There were no air raids, and no sign that Hitler intended to attack the Maginot line. The gas masks that had been issued to everyone shortly after war had been declared were becoming a nuisance - an encumbrance that seemed to be unnecessary, though of course as it was required by la that they should all carry them, people continued to do so, though with a good deal of grumbling. The only real sign of war was the U-boat campaign, which had brought in the necessity of rationing. The school had turned over as much land as possible to growing fruit and vegetables for its own use, and all gardens in the country had been set tot he same job. Even so, rationing hit hard, especially on those with a sweet tooth. Looking ahead, Jo saved as many of her sugar rations as she could in order to make jam in the Autumn, and many other thrifty folk did the same. Since headlights on cars were not allowed to be used, most people stopped visiting in the evenings. It was not until later that year that special hoods were authorised to stop headlights being seen from above, and even this relaxation was only brought about because of the number of accidents among those people who had to go out at night.

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#68:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Oct 24, 2004 3:51 pm

Thank you Pat! I read about the number of accidents when the blackout was enforced - there was a huge increase, not surprisingly! Laughing

 

#69:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 8:28 am

How lovely to read of Simone's romance!(I think EBD might have referred to it in Exile - doesn't Joey receive letters from Simone about a certain young captain in the French army?But as EBD didn't grace us with any detail, I'm very happy to go with this account instead!)

 

#70:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 10:29 am

Not sure about the reference in Exile, but in Goes To It he is wearing Air Force uniform. Does this mean we have found another EBDism? Very Happy

 

#71:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 10:43 am

Pat wrote:
Not sure about the reference in Exile, but in Goes To It he is wearing Air Force uniform. Does this mean we have found another EBDism? Very Happy
surely not!! Shocked They all seem to swap forces....I've found Evvy's fiance being in both a soldier and a pilot Rolling Eyes Have compromised and stuck him in the Army Air Corps!!

 

#72:  Author: keren as guest,  PostPosted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 11:09 am

josie wrote:
Hmmm Con vs Corney. Wouldn't like to pick a winner there!Thanks Pat, it's great to see more insight into the decision to make Corney head girl, and also Con's worry over Jock being so far away and not hearing from him - EBD always seemed to skip over that a bit. Very Happy
I think we hear a few times that she is irritable as she has not heard from him

 

#73:  Author: keren as guest,  PostPosted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 11:11 am

great to see what happened to Simone. Are there people reading this who remember the war?

 

#74:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 3:27 pm

Thank you Pat so nice to hear about the start of Simone's romance.

 

#75:  Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 2:58 am

Thank you, Pat. Lovely seeing Simone's romance! *would find the sugar and chocolate shortage worse than the blackout*
Josie wrote:
I've found Evvy's fiance being in both a soldier and a pilot Have compromised and stuck him in the Army Air Corps!!
Caution: Assuming he's in the U.S. forces, it would have been Army Air Forces during WWII rather than Army Air Corps (no plain Air Force until after the war, so no conflict there.) See (I was hunting for Army Air Corps info when researching my WWI grandfather.)

 

#76:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:11 am

Kathy_S wrote:
Josie wrote:
I've found Evvy's fiance being in both a soldier and a pilot Have compromised and stuck him in the Army Air Corps!!
Caution: Assuming he's in the U.S. forces, it would have been Army Air Forces during WWII rather than Army Air Corps (no plain Air Force until after the war, so no conflict there.) See (I was hunting for Army Air Corps info when researching my WWI grandfather.)
Thanks Kathy! Will check it out - just getting round to researching that bit now!

 

#77:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 2:52 pm

At Prayers on the first evening of the new term, Miss Annersley rose to her feet when all the Catholics were settled into their forms.
“I would like to welcome you all back for the new term,” she said. “I know you are tired from the journey, and some of you have already retired to bed after suffering a little on the crossing, but I know you are all eager to hear the latest news about Maria, Cornelia and Violet. I am pleased to tell you that both Violet and Cornelia are among us again, having recovered from their injuries. However, Maria was hurt rather worse than the others, and I am afraid to say that she is still confined to the San, and will be there for quite some time. In fact, I do not expect to see her return to school at all, as she will need a good deal of convalescence even when she has left the San. We therefore need a new Head Girl, and we have decided that Cornelia Flower will take on this role.”
Cornelia, blushing a fiery red, rose from her chair and walked up to the dais, where the Head pinned on the little brooch that showed her new position.
“Polly will continue as Second Prefect as before, and Violet will take over as Games Prefect. We have also appointed two new Prefects. Will Robin Humphries and Lorenz Maico please come up to receive their badges.”
The two girls walked up feeling very self-conscious, though both had known of the promotion before that evening. Robin in particular was wondering how she would manage, as she had always been very protected as she grew up, due to her delicate health. She was perfectly fit now, of course, but the habits of a lifetime are hard to shift and she knew that the adults in her life still tended to try to protect her, much to her own frustration. All the appointments had been met with an enthusiastic round of applause, though the older girls were concerned at Maria’s long illness. They had thought her no more badly burned than the others, and only the Prefects had known of the worry she had had over her missing father. That worry was at an end, for his ashes had been received by members of the family, but Maria had only been told of this just before Christmas. The relief had brought about a second collapse, and the doctors were extremely worried about her. This last only the staff knew, for they did not want the girls to be worried.

All the younger forms retired to bed straight after Prayers, and many of the Seniors were not long behind them. The crossing had been particularly rough due to the January weather, and the ship had had to take evasive action part way across as they had been given a warning that there might be a U-boat in the area. The zig-zag course they had had to take after that, on top of the already choppy seas, had put paid to many of the girls, who only started to recover once they were on dry land.

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#78:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 3:27 pm

Gosh - I hadn't thought about the school running into the same problem with U-boats etc Shocked Poor Maria Sad And nice to see Robin's thoughts about becoming a prefect - thank you (But, Pat - late lunch hour?! Wink )

 

#79:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 3:29 pm

Thank you Pat. Its lovely to see how you link together all the bits we know and add flesh to them.

 

#80:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 3:33 pm

Rachael wrote:
Gosh - I hadn't thought about the school running into the same problem with U-boats etc Shocked Poor Maria Sad And nice to see Robin's thoughts about becoming a prefect - thank you (But, Pat - late lunch hour?! Wink )
Hush!!! Like I said in your drabble Rachael, I'm not supposed to be here. but it's half term!!!

 

#81:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:59 pm

Have just caught up with this Pat. Love the new parts. It is good to see how you mesh the EBD bits with all the bits that are missing, and it all fits together so well.

 

#82:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 9:58 pm

Thank you Pat, that was lovely! Kiss

 

#83:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 11:36 pm

Fabulous Pat, thank you! I love that this drabble is filling in some big gaps, makes it all feel more complete somehow! Very Happy (ok, I know, spot obvious statement - but it's late and brain's not working properly after having spent the evening watching a warbling Christmas tree perform Confused )

 

#84:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 9:34 am

Thanks Pat. Poor girls ziz zag crossing and choppy sead not a good start to the term. Like the others love the way this is adding to what we already know.

 

#85:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 4:27 pm

Just a little bit more.

In the San Maria Marani was sitting in an easy chair beside her bed with a book open on her lap. She had discovered that if she looked as though she was reading the nurses would let her alone, but she was staring at the printed words without seeing a thing. Her mind was a complete blank and she felt as if she was trapped in a dark tunnel. Far, far ahead she could see the patch of daylight that marked the end, but it was so totally out of her reach that it might as well not exist. She roused slightly as the door opened and Jo Maynard pocked her head into the room. The spot of light brightened slightly and came a fraction nearer to her grasp as Jo came all the way into the room and sat down on the bed in direct defiance of the rules.
“How are you, Maria?” she asked.
“Much the same to be honest, Jo. I try, but I can’t seem to find my way.”
“You were reading when I came in though.”
“Not really. It’s as much for show as anything else. I can’t find the energy to read or do anything else, to be honest.”
“Would you like to go out for a drive if I could swing it?” asked Jo. “It can’t be much help when you’re stuck in this room all day. And it’s not as though your burns haven’t healed sufficiently. I’m sure it would do you good.”
“If you like. “ Maria tried unsuccessfully to sound interested in the idea, and Jo looked at her in some concern. She had hoped that Maria would begin to pull round now that her burns were well on the way to being healed, but it seemed as if in some ways Maria was worse than ever. The total collapse had been avoided before Christmas, but the news of the death of he father in a concentration camp had put her back, and further than many people realised as far as Jo could see.

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#86:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 6:19 pm

Poor kid. Vey chilling.

 

#87:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 6:37 pm

Oh poor Maria Crying or Very sad Hoping Joey can reach her in some way. Thanks for the update Pat.

 

#88:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 7:50 pm

Poor poor Maria - no wonder EBD just glossed over her breakdown

 

#89:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 7:58 pm

Thanks Pat. Crying or Very sad

 

#90:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:24 am

Poor Maria - I hope Jo can get through to her

 

#91:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 4:32 pm

Poor Maria Sad *hugs*

 

#92:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 6:04 pm

Can't believe I've only just got round to reading this. This is great Pat. Liz *off to find parts 1 and 2*

 

#93:  Author: Helen P, Location: Crewe, Cheshire PostPosted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 9:45 pm

*Echoes LizB* I've just read the last update to see what I've been missing and am hooked already - will now have to go back and read the rest!

 

#94:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 11:39 pm

Poor Maria, hope Jo can help.

 

#95:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:04 am

When Jo finally left Maria she hurried to talk to Jem, worried for her friend. Maria had seemed so different, so diminished.
“Could I take her for a drive Jem?” she asked when she had found her brother-in-law.
“I’m not sure she’s up to it Jo. She’s still very weak and I don’t want to put her back any further. I think we ought to leave it for at least another week and see how she is then.“
“I suppose you know best. She looks as though she needs taking out of herself to me though rather than more time stuck in here. I’ll be off and leave you in peace. Do think about it though, won’t you Jem?”
Jo walked slowly along the corridor to the main foyer of the San, so deep in thought that she almost walked past the tall fair-haired woman who was heading for the Reception desk.
“Joey!” The well-remembered voice stopped her in her tracks.
“Gisela! When did you cross? How’s Gottfried getting on in his studies? Oh I’m sorry! You’ve come to visit Maria - she will be pleased to see you.” Jo turned to the Receptionist. “This is Miss Marani’s sister,” she said. “I’ll show her the way shall I?”
At the woman’s smiling nod, Jo swept Gisela back down the long corridor and indicated the room.
“I’ve just left her and she was sitting up out of bed,” she said quietly. “Go on in. We’ll talk later. What a lot of catching-up we have to do.”
Leaving Gisela to open Maria’s door, Jo retraced her steps and left the San, walking slowly to her little car. Perhaps Gisela would be able to rouse Maria from her lethargy. Jo hoped so, for she could see that it wasn’t at all healthy. She was also aware that the current calm was unlikely to continue for very much longer. They had already had air-raid practices and Jo knew that it was only a question of time before they suffered the real thing. It was becoming clearer that they had made a mistake when they had re-opened the school and San on Guernsey. The U-boats in the Channel made the crossing hazardous, and already Madge had had a letter informing her that one of the pupils would not be returning the next term because of this hazard. It was likely to be the first of many.

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#96:  Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 4:06 am

Good portrayal of the dawning realization that Guernsey isn't safe, either. *hopes that, between them, Joey & Gisela can help Maria* Thank you, Pat.

 

#97:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 6:09 am

Thanks Pat - of course moving to Guernsey was just a plot device so EDB could introduce the Chester/Lucy/Ozanne clans to the School - but it's nice to see it acknowledged as a mistake!

 

#98:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 9:53 am

Thanks Pat Will the end of the days on Guernsey mean the end of this drabble? Sad

 

#99:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 11:24 am

Probably, Josie - but that shouldn't stop us from clamouring for a sequel!! Wink Mr. Green Great post, Pat - interesting to see Gisela there ... *joining everyone else in hoping that she can help Maria*

 

#100:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 11:50 am

Thank you Pat, I really hope Gisela can help Maria. I always wondered myself how the school crossed the channel at the end and beginning of terms, it must have been and *interesting* experience.

 

#101:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 3:37 pm

Thank you Pat! That was lovely! Hope Gisela can help Maria. (one little quibble, I've always had the impression that Gisela had dark hair. Although, maybe she's taken to bleaching? Wink )

 

#102:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 6:52 pm

Gisela had been warned what to expect by her mother, but even so when she went into the hospital room occupied by her younger sister she was shocked by the change in her. Maria was staring out of the window, totally ignoring the book in her lap and equally clearly seeing nothing of the view along the coast. She seemed oblivious to the sound of the door and Gisela had the opportunity to see her when she thought no one was around. Her eyes were haunted, her skin very pale, and she slumped in the chair as if all the woes of the world were carried on her shoulders.
“Gruss Gott Maria,” she said softly. Maria jerked upright and her head swung around towards the voice.
“Gisela!” she said faintly. “But I thought you were in London with Gottfried. What are you doing here?”
“I’ve come to see how you are liebchen,” said Gisela, trying to hide the shock she was feeling at the sight of her sister. She moved forward and sat on the side of the bed.
“I’m fine Gisela, truly. Now that I know about Papa it is easier I think.”
“Would you like me to see if the doctors will let you leave here and come to live with Gottfried and me? Mama too of course. I don’t think it does you any good to be sitting here brooding, and you are certainly not fit enough to return to school. I understand that Corney has been made Head Girl in any case, so you have no need to worry about that. What do you think? Would you like it?”

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#103:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 6:57 pm

Thinks that's the best thing for Marie. Thanks Pat!

 

#104:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 7:23 pm

Thank you Auntie Pat! That was lovely! I hope Gisela can help Maria.

 

#105:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 9:35 pm

How lovely Pat.

 

#106:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 9:46 am

Thank you Pat, hope that the change of scene and comfort of her family will help Marie to get better.

 

#107:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 9:57 am

This is great - EBD doesn't really follow up Maria's situation so it's lovely to see Gisela coming to the fore Agree that returning to her family will be the best thing for Maria ...

 

#108:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 11:52 am

Thank you Pat. Good for Gisela but it must have been awful for her seeing Maria like that Crying or Very sad

 

#109:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Thu Nov 11, 2004 2:01 pm

Thanks Pat. How nice that Gisela is there for Maria. Hope she is allowed to take her home.

 

#110:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Thu Nov 11, 2004 9:14 pm

Oh, I REALLY hope they let Gisela take her home. Poor, poor Maria.

 

#111:  Author: Sophoife, Location: down under Down Under PostPosted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:29 pm

Well? Is Gisela able to take Maria home?

 

#112:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 9:44 pm

Maria’s face lit up. “Oh I would like that so much Gisela. But would the doctors allow it? They say I must stay here until I am well, but I am so tired of this place. It’s a long journey back to England.”
“I will see what Dr Jem says. Perhaps if Gottfried is able to come over to escort us they will say that you may travel. After all, he is known to them. Wait a little, Maria, and I will go and see.”
Gisela hurried from the room and back to the reception area where she was directed to Jem Russell’s office. When Gisela put her request to him he sat back in his chair and thought carefully.
“She’s not improving as we hoped she would once the initial shock had worn off and her burns began to heal,” he said thoughtfully. “Physically she is quite well enough to continue her recuperation at home. It is her spirits that are concerning us, and perhaps a complete change would do her good.”
“I will ask Gottfried to come and take us all back. He has a break from his studies soon and it will be quite possible.”
“With a doctor with you I can have no objection I think. Does Maria herself wish this Gisela? I certainly don’t want to make matters worse.”
“She is very keen Jem,” said Gisela. “When I suggested it her face lit up so that she was nearly the old Maria again. Though I think it will be a long time before we see that permanently. She is very changed.”
“She has been through a very great deal, Gisela. I think the strain has been telling on her more than we knew. Now will you phone Gottfried and ask him when he can come over and then we can start to make the arrangements. Possibly Jo's notion of a trip out will help her to prepare for the journey.”

Maria’s improvement dated from that time, though she remained overly serious for many years, and it was not until the school had moved to Switzerland, some time after the War had ended, that her life really took an upward turn. The loving support of her family brought her back from the dark place that had been looming in her mind, and although the Chalet School itself saw little of her in the years to come, they were pleased to know that she was at least contented.

February brought a surprise for Simone. She was marking work in the Staff Room, alone for once, as she had a free period, when there was a tap on the door and a maid entered to announce a visitor for her. Simone looked up in surprise, trying to work out who she knew that would be announced like that. Most folk would have found their own way to the Staff Room.
“It is a Frenchman, Miss Lecoutier,” said the maid, and Simone leapt to her feet almost afraid to hope.
“Bring him in here please, Louise,” she said. “And a tray of coffee.”
Louise nodded and withdrew, leaving Simone to check her appearance in the mirror which hung over the fireplace. When the door opened again she swung round to see Andre’s face peering around the door, grinning broadly. Simone ran across the room to him, pulled him completely through the door, which she shut firmly. Then she found herself enveloped in the strong arms that she had missed so much, and time stopped for a while. Louise’s knock on the door brought them to their senses and Simone’s colour was high as she directed the maid to place the tray she carried on the low table in front of the fire.
When the girl had gone they settled themselves in the comfortable chairs drawn up around the table, feeling a little self-conscious. Their greeting had been spontaneous but not in line with the way either had been brought up.

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#113:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:12 pm

Aw, how sweet, Love their slight awkardness with each other after the initial greeting. Smile

 

#114:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:39 pm

Awwww!!!! That was lovely!!!

 

#115:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 11:49 pm

How human, and how lovely! Very Happy

 

#116:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 11:53 am

That's just lovely Pat - and so true

 

#117:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 12:32 pm

Awww bless! That's lovely. I can imagine it being just like that. Thanks Pat

 

#118:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 2:22 pm

Glad Maria's all right, Pat, and love the scene between Simone and Andre.

 

#119:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 8:44 pm

awww! Feeling warm and fuzzy now. How lovely to see Simone and Renee Pat. Thanks Very Happy

 

#120:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Mon Nov 22, 2004 9:42 am

Lovely scene, thank you Pat and I'm glad Maria was ok Very Happy

 

#121:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Mon Nov 22, 2004 10:48 am

Oh, how lovely!! Heart *beaming for Simone and Andre*

 

#122:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Fri Nov 26, 2004 2:31 pm

Thank you Pat lovely scene between Simone and Andre. Nice to Maria doing better.

 

#123:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 6:06 pm

I just hope this isn't too sugary.

Their conversation was a little stilted, both trying to talk at once, which made them burst out laughing. Having effectively broken the ice, they were able to relax and both felt much happier. They caught up on all the things they had been doing since Christmas, most of which they had told each other in their letters, but talking was different. It was when they had exhausted all this that Andre’s nerves resurfaced. He had come to Guernsey for a purpose over and above the simple desire to see Simone again, and he knew that he could not put off the moment for very much longer. When a break in the conversation arrived he took a deep breath.
“Simone,” he began. “There is something I have to say, and I need to say it before I lose my courage. We have known each other for such a short time, too, the I am rather afraid of your reaction. “ He paused for a moment.
“Andre, whatever you want to say, say it,” said Simone. “I won’t bite your head off!”
Andre grinned. “I know that. You are far too gentle,” he said. “Simone, I have grown to love you very much. I would like nothing better than to spend the rest of my life with you, but I don’t want you to feel that it’s all happening too fast.”
Simone stood up and walked across to his chair, crouching by the side of it. “It isn’t too fast for me,” she said. “I have been realising what you have grown to mean to me ever since I came back here after Christmas. I have missed you so much.” She flushed a little, for expressing her feelings this way was very new to her.
Andre leaned forward and clasped her hand where it rested on the arm of his chair. “Simone my darling, will you marry me then?” he asked, almost whispering.
Simone’s blush deepened, but she met his gaze squarely. “Yes,” she said.
Andre lifted his hand, running it over her hair and cupping her face, before kissing her gently for the first time.

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#124:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 6:32 pm

Awww! *Reaches blindly for tissue box* What a lovely scene. Thanks Pat. I look for this every day and am thrilled when there is a post from you.

 

#125:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 6:49 pm

:ahhh: That was lovely Pat!

 

#126:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 8:14 pm

Aaaawww! Auntie Pat! That was lovely!! Thank you!

 

#127:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 8:35 pm

That was beautiful Pat. Thanks.

 

#128:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 11:32 pm

i've just found this and i have to say it is such a beautiful story. it seems very real to me and it covers so many topics that EBD just couldnt or wouldnt write about. sometimes i've cried, sometimes i've laughed - i really feel like i'm living this with them. thank you

 

#129:  Author: Sophoife, Location: down under Down Under PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 4:00 am

awwww! Thank you Pat! Not too sugary at all - in fact would have sounded even sweeter in French Laughing

 

#130:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 9:22 am

That was lovely Pat, thank you Very Happy

 

#131:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 11:01 am

That was perfect Pat

 

#132:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 12:05 pm

Perfect! Thank you Pat.

 

#133:  Author: Robin, Location: London PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 12:47 pm

Sophoife wrote:
awwww! Thank you Pat! Not too sugary at all - in fact would have sounded even sweeter in French Laughing
are you volunteering to translate Sophoife?!? really sweet, def not too sugary bless 'em thanks Pat

 

#134:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 7:26 pm

Thanks Pat. Lovely. Very Happy

 

#135:  Author: Sophoife, Location: down under Down Under PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 7:36 pm

Off the top of my head, Pat? Without a dictionary? Loosely? “Simone,” he began. “There is something I have to say, and I need to say it before I lose my courage. We have known each other for such a short time, too, the I am rather afraid of your reaction. “ He paused for a moment. "Simone," he began. "J'ai quelque chose à dire, et il faut que je le dis avant de perdre mon courage. Aussi, nous ne nous connaissons pas longtemps, et puis j'ai peur de ta réaction." Andre leaned forward and clasped her hand where it rested on the arm of his chair. “Simone my darling, will you marry me then?” he asked, almost whispering. "Alors, Simone mon amour, veux-tu m'épouser?" Simone’s blush deepened, but she met his gaze squarely. “Yes,” she said. "Oui," Can't you hear that throaty voice André definitely has, and Simone's soft response?

 

#136:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 9:01 pm

Thank you for the translation. I dropped French afther the Third Form, so it's way beyond me.

 

#137:  Author: Rachael,  PostPosted: Fri Dec 03, 2004 10:49 am

Awww - absolutely lovely! :love: Both English and French versions!

 

#138:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 9:55 pm

Time passed in something of a blur for both of them after that, until the ringing of the bell that marked the end of that period brought them to their senses.
“The others will be here in a minute,” said Simone, a little breathlessly it must be admitted. They were sitting decorously on opposite sides of the fireplace when the door opened and a group of mistresses entered, chattering together. When they saw Andre a silence fell until Simone sprang to her feet to introduce him.
“This is Andre de Bersac, everyone,” she said, a soft flush creeping over her face. “He has asked if I would be willing to become his wife, and I have agreed.”
A chorus of surprised congratulations came from all sides, for Simone had kept her hopes to herself. Then Jeanne recalled that they were supposed to be teaching, and the room emptied as quickly as it had filled. Simone looked at Andre.
“I’m sorry, Andre, but I too must teach now,” she said.
“I will go back to my hotel then,” said Andre. “But I will return tonight. We must make the most of our time, my dear, for I have only a few days leave.”
The leave passed al too quickly for them both, and it seemed to be no time at all before he was saying his farewells before returning to duty. Simone put a brave face on it, though she knew that he risked his life most days in the defence of their country.

There was a strange waiting feeling to life in the Channel Islands. They were very close to France, and although there had been no more enemy aircraft spotted, it was clear that they must expect more. Should France fall to the Germans, it would be impossible to defend the islands, and it was becoming clear that the school must move to the mainland. The decision to find alternative accommodation was made even more urgent when Miss Annersley received a letter from the parents of one of the girls.

“Dear Miss Annersley,

I am becoming concerned at the increased activity of the enemy U-boats in the Channel, and the resulting risk to my daughter in crossing to and from the school. I have decided, therefore, that I must reluctantly withdraw my daughter from the Chalet School with effect from the beginning of the Summer Term. I do this with the greatest reluctance, for she has been very happy at your establishment, and both my wife and myself are pleased with the schooling she has received.

Yours sincerely,

D. R. Hopkinson”

“This is only the first, I am sure,” said Hilda as Madge came tot he end of the short letter. "We will start to lose pupils, and we cannot afford to do that.”
“You are right, Hilda,” said Madge. “I had come to that conclusion even before this letter from Mr Hopkinson, and I have already contacted an Estate Agent to try to fond alternative accommodation. It will not be easy in wartime to find anything suitable, and I am afraid that we may have left things a little too late. Schools in the cities will have already found the best places, and we may not be able to get anything very much. However, we shall do our best. I am not prepared to lose the school now that we have managed to re-establish it here.”

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#139:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 10:05 pm

thanks, Pat. Nice to see this continued.In common with many, I've been watching for RL/bunnies to allow you to complete it.

 

#140:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:46 am

Very nice to see this back Pat. looking forward to more when you are able.

 

#141:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 9:58 am

'tis indeed good to see this back. Thank you Pat.

 

#142:  Author: Sophoife, Location: down under Down Under PostPosted: Fri Dec 31, 2004 8:59 am

Hurray it's back! Thank you Pat.

 

#143:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Fri Dec 31, 2004 1:05 pm

I've missed this - thankyou for adding to it Pat

 

#144:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jan 01, 2005 5:51 pm

Excellent - thought this had finished - thanks Pat. Laughing

 

#145:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 2:39 pm

ooo, goody - an update. Thanks Pat Very Happy

 

#146:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 4:57 pm

Thanks Pat Liz

 

#147:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 8:05 pm

Many miles away from Guernsey, nestling in a lovely valley on the Welsh border the Reverend Ernest Howell sat at the breakfast table with his young sister. In front of him were two letters, one very official from the Navy Board, and the other from an old friend. He picked up the official one first, having some idea of it’s contents, and slit it open with his paper knife that lay ready on the table beside him. It was brief and to the point, accepting him for a Chaplaincy in the Navy, but giving him sufficient time to settle his affairs first. He was profoundly grateful for this, since the chief part of his affairs was sitting opposite him at the table, eating a hearty breakfast, and with no idea of the changes that were to come into her life. What he was to do with his sister for the duration was a big worry, since it was very likely that his house, which was very large, would be commandeered for the duration, leaving young Gwensi with nowhere to live. He had confided his problem to his old school friend, Bob Maynard, and he hoped that the unopened reply might give him a hint of a solution. Keeping mental fingers crossed he slit open the envelope and extracted the missive contained within. His eyes skimmed down the contents and then returned to the beginning, as much to confirm what he had thought he had read as anything else.

Dear Ernie,

Thanks for your last letter. I can see that you have quite a problem on your hands, for if you had not volunteered, you would very likely have been called up anyway. Besides that, you would almost certainly have to give up your home, living in a safe part of the country as you do. As it happens I think I may have a solution for both your difficulties.

As you know, my younger brother Jack is a doctor, until recently based in a Sanatorium in Austria, but now living in Guernsey. His sister-in-law started a school in the same area as the San - predated it in fact - and the whole lot of them had to get out of the country after the Anschluss. The school and San were re-opened on Guernsey only recently, but with the War starting, and the U-boat activity on the Channel, quite naturally parents are unwilling to trust their girls to the sea. I believe that Mrs Russell is hoping to move the school to the mainland, and I suggest that your house could provide an ideal location. Not only would you be able to choose the sort of organisation for your home, but a school is less likely to cause damage to your property. It will also solve the problem of what to do with young Gwensi. She can stay at home and go to the school.

The rest of the letter dealt with more mundane matters, and Ernest put it on one side whilst he considered the suggestion. It certainly was a solution to his worries, but he decided to mull the matter over during the course of the day.

Gwensi spent a carefree day reading for the most part, only appearing in the dining room at lunchtime, much to her old nurses disapproval. Megan believed strongly that a growing girl needed fresh air and exercise as well as book reading, but her influence over her charge was not what it had been. Ernest had said nothing about his plans or his two letters before he had left that morning, so that the girl had spent the day in blissful ignorance of what might come. By the time Ernest reached home that evening, he had made up his mind that Bob was correct, and inviting the Chalet School to take over his over-large house for the duration was by far his best option. Therefore when the evening meal was over he stopped Gwensi from dashing off back to her room.
“Come into the lounge for a moment Gwensi,” he said. “I have something rather important to tell you.”
Rather curious, Gwensi followed him into the lounge and settled herself in her favourite chair near the fire. Ernest sat down opposite her, a little nervous now that things had come to the crunch. Gwensi looked at him enquiringly, for his silence told her that this was something rather more important than he had indicated.
“Get on with it Ernest,” she said as he remained silent. He looked across at her and smiled.
“Sorry Gwensi, “ he said. “I was just deciding where to start.”
“At the beginning is best,” she replied smartly.
Ernest grinned at her. “Cheeky brat,” he said. “All right then, here goes. I have been accepted for a Chaplaincy in the Navy, and I have been given a couple of months to sort things out before I have to report for duty.”
“What’s going to happen to me?” asked Gwensi. “Shall I be able to stay here?”
“I hope so, if everything works out the way I hope. The problem is that this is a big house in a safe area, and will be in demand. If a government department took it over, which it well might, then we would have to find somewhere else for you to live. They certainly wouldn’t allow you to continue here. This is a real worry, for I don’t know where else you could go.”
“Why did you have to volunteer then?” demanded his sister in dismay.
“Because I would probably be called up anyway Gwensi. The curate is quite able to carry out my duties you know. Anyway, I mentioned the problem to an old friend……”
“Without telling me first? I do think that’s mean. After all I am your sister!”
“I wanted another adult to talk it over with. I’m sorry if you are upset about it, but I thought that if I could have a plan all ready it might make things easier for you. Bob suggested that I go to see the Head of a girls school presently situated on Guernsey and ask them if they would like to come here.”
“A school! That’s beastly Ernest! I won’t share my home with a pack of other girls, I won’t!” Gwensi jumped to her feet, glaring at her brother with clenched fists.
“We don’t know that they will come yet Gwensi. Bob only said that they are thinking of coming back to the mainland because of the U-boat menace. It would mean that you could stay here and have a good schooling too.”
Gwensi stared at him as if he had gone mad. “I think that’s the worst idea I have ever heard,” she cried. “And I think you are horrid for thinking about it.” Then she whirled round and ran from the room.
Ernest sighed, though he had no intention of changing his mind, and the following morning saw him making preparations to travel to Guernsey to visit the school himself.

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#148:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 8:41 pm

Thanks Pat - so nice to see all the background to the story we know.

 

#149:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:03 pm

*spies a flaw in Bob's plan* do we see how gwensi takes the news when her brother breaks it to her?

 

#150:  Author: Helen C, Location: Sheffield/Luton PostPosted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:40 pm

Thanks Pat this is brilliant read all 3 parts took me ages.

 

#151:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 11:53 pm

Thanks Pat. Poor Gwensi but at least we know she soon settles down.

 

#152:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 7:45 am

Yay! Pat's bunny came home. Lovely to see this back, Pat. Thank you

 

#153:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:09 am

Thank you Pat! Lovely to see the background to the decision to move.

 

#154:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:18 am

Thank you Pat, more background very happilly filled Very Happy

 

#155:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:45 am

Hurrah - an update Very Happy Thanks Pat

 

#156:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 2:58 pm

Yay more! Thanks Pat Very Happy Although I'm guessing as this is called 'CS goes to Guernsey' the end of the drabble is in sight - unless there's a sequel? Liz *sends lots of yummy food to Pat's bunny*

 

#157:  Author: Sophoife, Location: down under Down Under PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 8:46 pm

Yes, I think there's an end in sight as well. But not just yet, Ernest's got to contact the school first! Spin it out, spin it out Smile

 

#158:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 9:59 pm

Thanks Pat - want to give Gwensi a shake - spoilt brat! I know it was her home -but kids all over the country were having to put upwith far worse!

 

#159:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:10 pm

Blame EBD! She made her this way!

 

#160:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:52 pm

You mean she's not real? Shocked Lesley unable to get past that concept.....

 

#161:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 11:29 am

Ummm how to say this Lesley...in a word...No! Thank you Pat! Gwensi is being very spolit but at least we know she comes round....eventually!

 

#162:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 11:49 am

*joins lesley in wanting to shake gwensi* you'd have thought being such a fan of school stories she'd be thrilled to have a school in her home..... spoilt child

 

#163:  Author: Helen C, Location: Sheffield/Luton PostPosted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 11:55 am

I hadn't thought of that. Normally a new girl who loves school stories has to beg to go to the CS.

 

#164:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 8:57 pm

Nell wrote:
Ummm how to say this Lesley...in a word...No!
Now Nell, you might want to rethink that - the whole premise of RCS is that they are real. Twisted Evil

 

#165:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 11:10 pm

Thanks Pat! Nice to see the exchange between Gwensi and Ernest, but she is a spoilt brat.

 

#166:  Author: Sophoife, Location: down under Down Under PostPosted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 11:53 pm

Thanks Pat! Like I say, please keep spinning Smile

 

#167:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 10:53 am

Lesley wrote:
Nell wrote:
Ummm how to say this Lesley...in a word...No!
Now Nell, you might want to rethink that - the whole premise of RCS is that they are real. Twisted Evil
Rapidly rethinking in an attempt to get out of this one without entirely losing touch with reality....ummmmm....ok they are real then...in RCS anyway!

 

#168:  Author: Josie, Location: London PostPosted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 11:53 am

Had forgotten how unpleasant EBD made Gwensi to start with. Confused Thansk for the update Pat. Very Happy

 

#169:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 8:52 pm

Gwensi refused to be mollified. Her old nurse had rather spoiled her, so that she expected to t0 get her own way more often than was good for her. She spent much of the following day sulking, making her feelings clear, but Ernest just sighed to himself and ignored her dramatics. He left for Guernsey a few days later, leaving Gwensi feeling very hard done by. When he returned with news of the school’s arrival at the end of the current term Gwensi stood very much on her dignity.
“I shall have nothing to do with them,” she declared. “You can give our home to strangers as much as you like, but don’t expect me to accept them.” Inside she was crying wildly, and Ernest knew his sister well enough to suspect that this was the case, so he held his peace, believing that once the school arrived, and Gwensi was caught up in all its doings, she would speedily come round.

There was much to be done in the meantime to prepare the old house for the school. Most of the downstairs rooms were stripped of there normal furnishings, which were put into storage for the duration, to make way for the school furniture, leaving Gwensi with only the sanctuary of the library and her bedroom. When she asked rather bitterly why the library was not being denuded too she found that she was to lose this refuge too, as it was to be given to the Head Mistress as her study.
“It’s not fair,” she raged. “This horrid school is taking everything away.”
“That’s enough Gwensi,” said Ernest, thoroughly fed up with her tantrums. “The Head must have somewhere for her study and the library is the best room for it. We can keep all the books where they are and cut the work considerably. You don’t read the books in there anyway.”
“But I like to curl up in the chair by the fire to read,” wailed Gwensi.
“You can use your own room for that. Besides, I don’t think you’ll find you have very much time for going off on your own to read once the term gets going. They keep the girls pretty busy I believe. You should be grateful that we don’t have to move out completely, as we would certainly have to do if one of the Ministries had taken it over, instead of going on like this. Don’t you see that I need to know that you are being looked after properly whilst I am away, and getting a good education too.”
Ernest left her standing disconsolate and went back to his labours. There was still a great deal to be done and he could do without this sort of distraction. Unfortunately Gwensi had no one else to vent her feelings on, for she did not mix with the village children.

Having cleared the ground floor, Ernest turned his attention to the bedrooms. Plas Howell was a large house with a good selection of bedrooms on two floors that could be turned into dormitories. Built when a large servant body was the norm, there was a separate servants wing with enough bedrooms for the teaching staff, and these were furnished with some of the furniture taken from the main bedrooms. The local plumber was happy to oblige with the installation of extra bathing facilities, both in the main part of the house and for the teachers’ accommodation, which had made do with wash hand basins till now.

Naturally all this activity and change around her home only served to make Gwensi more and more hostile to the whole enterprise. Her familiar world was being destroyed before her eyes and she resented it. Her room became her refuge and she shut herself away as much as she could, trying to block out the sounds of hammering and banging in the rest of the old house. The weather was too cold and wet for her to use her favourite bolt hole in the garden very much and this fed her resentment. She could not remain angry all the time, but she was thoroughly miserable, which Ernest saw with despair, for he truly believed that this was the best solution to his dilemma. But he was far too busy to deal with his sister’s troubles properly, and therefore Gwensi was allowed to let her feelings fester and burn until she hated the unknown school and everybody involved with it. Ernest had to leave before everything was ready and he hugged his sister tightly.
“Try to make friends and be happy Gwensi,” he said. “I’m sorry things had to be like this, but the War has upset everything and we have to do the best we can in the circumstances.”
Gwensi shrugged. “I can’t help it,” she said. “This isn’t my home any more, whatever you may say, even though I’m still living in it. It belongs to that school now. How can I be happy with that?”

When he had gone she wandered round the bare rooms that were waiting for the influx of the school furniture. The carpets were gone, the floors freshly polished. Upstairs was the same. Bare rooms that would be transformed into dormitories, the rails for the cubicle curtains already in place. The outhouses had been changed out of all recognition, for there were now benches for science subjects in there, as well as for domestic science and art. She gave no thought at all to the girls who would be arriving within weeks, lumping them all together in her mind with the monster that had taken over her home and her life. Truth to tell she was rather nervous about that side of things which only added fuel to her feelings. They were an unknown quantity and she vowed to ignore them as much as was possible.

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#170:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 8:59 pm

poor Gwensi - I acutally feel quite sorry for her now. It can't be nice to have your home taken to bits and remodelled as a school.

 

#171:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 10:18 pm

So interesting seeing all the preparation. Thanks Pat. Laughing

 

#172:  Author: Alice, Location: London, England PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 9:34 am

Thank you Pat, lovely to read some more.

 

#173:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 9:39 am

Thank you pat. It must have been horrid for Gwensi even if she does behave in a spoilt manner.

 

#174:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:15 am

Thanks Pat. It must have seemed to Gwensi as if her world had turned up-side-down and yet EBD is not very sympethic to her because she resented the school.

 

#175:  Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 1:07 pm

This really brings it home how much disruption there would be to the house to get it ready for the school to arrive - I never really thought of it having to be altered so drastically. I wonder fi the girls realised how much it had been changed? Poor Gwensi

 

#176:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 3:26 pm

Dawn wrote:
This really brings it home how much disruption there would be to the house to get it ready for the school to arrive - I never really thought of it having to be altered so drastically. I wonder fi the girls realised how much it had been changed? Poor Gwensi
I hadn't thought about it until I started writing it! But if you think about it there must have been a h*** of a lot to do to change it from a home to a school. I'd have been fed up at the least if I'd been Gwensi!

 

#177:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 5:09 pm

Thanks PatYou can understand why Gwensi was so upset - her home being pulled apart and remodelled under her eyes like that.Liz

 

#178:  Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US PostPosted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 7:49 pm

Definitely a lot to ask of Gwensi! You'd think Ernest would be a bit more understanding. Thanks for continuing this, Pat.

 

#179:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 11:35 pm

Thanks Pat so nice to see all this. it does help to understand Gwensi a little better.

 

#180:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 8:16 pm

The day came when the great vans trundled up the drive to Plas Howell carrying the school furniture and fittings. They were followed closely by a strange car carrying Madge Russell, who would oversee the placement of al the furniture, as she had arrived at the Round House a couple of weeks earlier. Gwensi saw them as the pulled up in front of the main entrance and immediately left by the side door, taking her book and some food with her. Luckily the day was fine and she was able to tuck herself away under the hedge in her secret den without any harm coming to her.

The vans were there all day unloading furniture and boxes; Gwensi could hear the noise and bustle whether she liked it or not - and she certainly did not like anything that was happening. It was getting dark by the time she finally emerged, and it was hunger more than the lack of daylight that drove her out of hiding even then, for she could still hear things happening, though the vans had departed some time ago. She slipped into the kitchen, hoping to be able to run upstairs with0ut being caught, but her luck was out. The cook was already preparing the evening meal.
“There you are Miss Gwensi,” she said. “Megan has been looking all over for you. Where have you been all day?”
“Out in the garden,” muttered Gwensi as she escaped through the kitchen door. Down the corridor towards the front of the house she could see activity, so she headed for the back stairs finally finding the sanctuary of her bedroom. At least she had been promised that she could keep this, she thought to herself resentfully. Then the door opened and Megan looked into the room.
“So you’ve decided to come back have you?” she said when she saw Gwensi. “And now I suppose you’re hungry after being out all day. Well I can’t say I blame you,” she went on. “So much carrying there has been, and more tomorrow it seems. Mrs Russell, who owns the school, is coming back to help put up the curtains in the bedrooms and hang pictures and I don’t know what else. Her sister will be here before long too. Got a house in the village she has, Plas Gwyn down near the pond.”
“I’m not interested,” said Gwensi. “You know how I hate the whole school thing Megan. I don’t know why you’re telling me all this.”
Megan sighed. She had a good deal of sympathy for Gwensi, having her world turned topsy-turvy as she had, but she was going to have to learn to live with the changes, like them or not. Megan had been impressed with Mrs Russell. She thought her a nice kind lady, with just the right feelings. If all the others that were coming were as nice as her, she would be very happy.
“Never mind, pet,” she said. “You come downstairs and have some hot food. I reckon you’re more than ready for it after being outside all day.”
Gwensi acknowledged the truth of that and slid off her bed to follow Megan from the room.

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#181:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 8:19 pm

Poor Gwensi, she'll feel better soon! Thanks Pat.

 

#182:  Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England PostPosted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 8:51 pm

This fits in so well with the books. Just slots alongside. Thanks Pat.

 

#183:  Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 9:10 pm

Poor Gwensi! I can't help thinking that a lot of the CS girls who had problems on arrival were handled badly by parents or guardians. Ernest doesn't seem to have thought that announcing that straight out the blue would be a shock!

 

#184:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 12:13 am

Poor Gwensi all this upset and no family there to help her, it must have been dreadful. Will remember to reread this next time I read Goes To It. Thanks Pat.

 

#185:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 9:34 am

Poor Gwensi - she's just had her home invaded by complete strangers, so it's not even her home anymore - I'm not surprised she went and hid in the garden to avoid them. Thanks Pat Liz

 

#186:  Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 7:27 pm

Poor Gwensi! You can't REALLY blame her for hating the school to start with!

 

#187:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 10:31 am

Poor Gwensi! Thank you Pat, this fits in so well!

 

#188:  Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster PostPosted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 10:20 pm

The days seemed to accelerate after that, running into each other until everything seemed to Gwensi to be a blur, with the arrival of the hated school coming closer and closer. Not even Jo Maynard’s intervention really helped, though it did give her pause for thought for a short while. Unfortunately her antagonism was too deep seated to be erased with sensible advice and it would take the arrival of the school, and her friendship with Daisy and Beth, to bring her around.

Years later Gwensi sat at her bedroom window, looking out over the school grounds, and remembering the girl she had been. Term was over, her last term at the Chalet School, and soon she would be going to University. She had moved her belongings from the dorm to her own room, and said goodbye to her friends. Now the house had it’s holiday feel – quiet, empty, slumbering almost – so very different from the hum of activity that hung around it during the term. Strange that she had hated the thought of the school arriving, Gwensi mused. Ernest had been so right to take the decision that he had, for she would have certainly lost her home altogether if he had not, she knew that now. As for the school itself, it had gone from strength to strength since the move from Guernsey, and now was one of the most prestigious girl’s schools in the country. Gwensi was proud that she had been one of the early members of the English manifestation of the school and been part of that growth. In fact, she thought, the Chalet School was not just one of the best schools in the country, it was the best. The bell pealed out just then to summon her to her tea, and she ran downstairs to answer it’s summons.

 

#189:  Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle PostPosted: Tue Mar 08, 2005 10:29 pm

Thank you Pat glad to see this back.

Nice to see Gwensi appreciating the school and what it did for her. Big change from 13 to 18.

 

#190:  Author: Nell, Location: London, England PostPosted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:44 am

Thank you Pat, great to see more of this and to see Gwensi looking back on her reaction to the school.

 

#191:  Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:48 am

Thanks Pat, good to see Gwensi's own thoughts on the school and how it changed things for her.

 

#192:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:50 pm

Thanks Pat - so glad to see this back and it's good to see Gwensi's thoughts years later.

Liz

 

#193:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:01 pm

glad to see more of this, Pat

thank you!

 

#194:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Mar 09, 2005 9:09 pm

Thanks Pat - is there much more of this?

 

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