THE NAZI SWORD
The time is 1945 in a place in Northern Germany called Bergan-Belsen. My Great Granddad, Harvey Jones was a Motorbike Outrider for the British Army.
My Great Granddad was sent to liberate Belsen Concentration Camp, this means to free the people from the enemy (the Nazi Germans). This would not have been a nice place to be, very dangerous and countless scary sights to have seen. My Great Granddad got this Sword from a German Officer at the Camp along with this Nazi Sash I have too. My Great Granddad Harvey died before I was born, even before my Dad was born. This story was said by him to be passed down through the family and the Sash and Sword to be given to the youngest member of each generation of our Family, which as of writing this today is exactly what I am doing, as to my Great Granddad’s wishes.
This whole story is to remind us of what the war was like and never forget what people did and suffered to give us all freedom today.
Dylan Jones 6MT. October 21st 2016.
12th December 2014
Today we held a special England V Germany Football match to remember the time when soldiers in the Great War stopped fighting and played football instead. We have made a video which explains the context and also shows some footage of our game - we hope you enjoy it!
You can see the video by clicking on the image to the right!
The format is Windows Movie File (WMV) 15.8Mb
10th December 2014
One of our pupils has been to see the poppies in London. Click to read about her visit.
11th November 2014
All the children at Woodlesford Primary made a poppy to plant in our field before we held an outdoor service with readings as part of our Armistice commemorations and with a rendition of the Last Post.
The Great War - thoughts and stories
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The 'Dead Man’s Penny'
About 7 years ago a good friend of mine who lived in Leeds ‘lost’ both parents within a short time of each other. At a very difficult time they needed practical help in clearing their parent’s house.
In the attic we came across some war medals one of which was very unusual; about the size of a CD and dating from The Great War. It also had the name ‘Allan Hiley’ engraved into it, the surname of my friend. However there was no recollection of this relative ever being mentioned. After a little research we found that the ‘medal’ was called The Memorial Plaque but also known as ‘The Dead Man’s Penny’. This was a medal given to all families of soldiers who were killed in the Great War.
|The 'Deadman's Penny'|
The cemetary at Bois Grenier
Of course this sparked great curiosity and once the house clearing was over and a few weeks had passed we found ourselves drawn back to the medal and its history.
A search of the MOD website and ancestry websites revealed how ‘Great Uncle Allan’ had been enlisted but had been killed in Belgium in 1915 aged 22.
Remarkably his grave was also recorded and indeed the graveyard. Nobody in my friend’s living family had had any knowledge of this ancestor.
With the power of Google Earth we were able to zoom in on the war cemetery and just about make out the plot of Allan Hiley’s Grave.
Again a few weeks passed. My friend had decided to go and visit the grave – the only relative that ever had – and take along the now polished and restored Dead Man’s Penny. A sombre but fitting tribute. I had to go to – having discovered this medal in an attic I now felt part of the story.
A cool Spring morning saw us catch an overnight ferry from Hull to Zebrugge and drive to Bois Grenier where there were many cemeteries. After a bit of hunting we did indeed find the right one and following pictures from Google earth found ourselves in front of a gravestone with Allan Hiley’s name on it.
We rested his medal’s on the headstone and paused….. this forgotten hero was now truly remembered!
|Private Allan Hiley's final resting place.|