Where did all the orphans go after the war? There's a place called Windermere.

It's strange, where did all those orphans go after World War II? What did they experience from the rest of their lives to their return to society?

How did you survive?

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It has been three months since the end of the European battlefield in World War II, and a bus crosses halfway up the mountain.

In the dim light, the teenagers in the car were lifeless, didn't fight or laugh.

These children are going to Calgas Manor in Windermere.

The British Empire is willing to accept 1000 war orphans.

But they are very strange to Britain, and even their understanding of English is limited to "OK".

The car was picked up by some estate managers, who are always good to these children.

Even the carsick boy vomited on himself, and the master just patted him on the shoulder:

"Nothing, young man, keep up with your friends."

After that, it is a routine physical examination. Men stand on the left, women stand on the right, take off their clothes and line up.

This familiar process made Sam uneasy, because it was like everything in Nazi concentration camps.

The PE teacher asked Alec's name carefully, but he rolled up his sleeves.

His arm is tattooed with B-7608, which is the number in the Nazi concentration camp.

When asked where he came from, Alec replied:

"Otto Schnazer, Auschwitz, Buchenwald, Trezin."

Oh, my God, it seems that a boy of fifteen or sixteen is being held in four concentration camps.

Late at night, they were taken to the dormitory, a bit like a concentration camp.

The only difference is that there are no guards and no iron bars.

A humble room, but Ben was stunned after seeing it, because such an environment is like heaven for them.

The older children are ok, but what about the younger ones?

They have been locked up in concentration camps since birth, and their beds are both familiar and unfamiliar to them.

If the art teacher is not careful, the children will lie neatly under the bed. After all, they have been sleeping together like this for six years.

The next morning, chum walked out of the dormitory carefully.

He just wanted to look around and happened to meet Oscar.

Unexpectedly, when Oscar raised his right hand and said good morning to him, Cham seemed to see the devil.

Fear made his legs run.

Slowly, he ran to the green Woods, and then Cham knew that he was really free.

He can breathe fresh air at will and enjoy the most beautiful Lake Windermere in central England.

At lunch, whole wheat bread was served on the table, and the children said that the last time they ate bread was six years ago.

At the end of the pre-meal blessing.

Suddenly they plundered wildly and the canteen was in a mess.

They took bread back to the dormitory and hid it in every corner.

They are not crazy, just used to having today and tomorrow.

Bread is hidden in drawers, cupboards and even under pillows.

Then block the door with your body and swallow it.

Oscar thinks this is the hardest part because they can't imagine what these children are thinking.

What is their physical and psychological state after war, death and even slaughter?

Elderly people occasionally stroll in the street, but they are always laughed at by English girls on the roadside.

The younger ones will be led out by the teacher to breathe fresh air.

But children's movements are the most intuitive. Just because the lady was holding a puppy in her hand, they ran wildly into the Woods.

Find a trunk and lie neatly on the ground.

Because in Nazi concentration camps, it was this posture that kept them alive.

The new clothes finally arrived, and I became confident in English class.

But late at night, there was a constant roar in the corridor of the dormitory.

Several teachers are standing outside the door. They don't know when these children will get rid of their nightmares.

The darkness hidden in the heart is endless, and even painting is only black and white.

Even if there are exceptions, it is a six-pointed star that discriminates against Jews.

On this day, Oscar took the children to eat ice cream.

Several British teenagers came up with malicious intentions and stood still and raised their left hand.

Although he used the wrong hand, the Jewish boy's cheeks began to tremble, and he was so scared that he peed his pants.

Oscar was very angry. He crossed the street.

Suppress anger and warn these British teenagers:

"I hope my children can walk safely in the street in the future."

The leading teenager nodded and left the room.

In art class, the teacher looked at their paintings and tears began to spin.

The gate of the concentration camp, the wall of the concentration camp, my home, the body in the river.

The teacher couldn't help bending down and hugging the boy in front of him.

In the evening, she gave the children's works to Oscar.

And said that there was no trace of childhood happiness except painful memories.

This result makes Oscar sad because they seem to have done a lot.

But doing nothing, as always, the nightmare, has made the child start to be depressed.

Even when he started sleepwalking, Oscar, as the person in charge, could do nothing.

I can only take the boy by the arm and lead him back to his room.

Because the best thing to save these children is themselves.

Like Alec and Sarah, they are in the drizzle.

Expressing love in the English I just learned seems to have come out of the shadows.

Who knows, since the age of 10, they have been relying on each other in the ruins of war.

This is probably the cruelest childhood friend.

Two cars drove into the yard without new clothes or shoes.

But a whole box of letters from the British Bureau of Investigation, and the children were taken back to their rooms.

Read the death notice of a family, Isaac couldn't accept it for a while, shouting that his brother was still alive.

However, Oscar believes that although there is no notice, the probability of survival is very small, comforting Sarkozy to face it bravely.

From that day on, he will wait at the bridgehead of the manor every day, hoping that there will be a miracle one day.

The boy received a notice of death from his parents.

The grief and anger of losing loved ones are all on the court.

The PE teacher punished the students for doing push-ups because of frequent malicious fouls.

Alec has had enough. He felt that the whistling old man was no different from the Nazi leader in the concentration camp.

I was treated as an animal, but in fact, the PE teacher meant no harm.

He just wants the children to understand that you can't think that you can enjoy the permanent sympathy of others just because of your own painful experience.

Everyone is equal, so we should treat ourselves as ordinary people, so as to win respect.

Maybe it's too soon, and the children don't seem to understand.

A series of events filled these newly improved children with negative energy.

Despair taught them to steal, not only the eggs of the whole manor, but also the wife's puppy.

Oscar called all the children to the playground. He didn't blame anyone, but asked everyone to help him find it.

When the puppy was found by the boy, his wife politely said thank you, though reluctantly.

I didn't expect the first social interaction with the outside world to be completed under such circumstances.

But it is this thank you that makes them feel unprecedented goodwill.

It turns out that this is an ordinary person in the mouth of a physical education teacher. Mistakes can be forgiven, and helping others can be appreciated.

As time went by, the children gradually began to understand.

On the court, the rules have become, the painting has gradually become colorful, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong suddenly, because the British government accepted more and more war orphans and its financial expenditure increased day by day.

The manor had to plan to let the older children leave early.

Fluent oral English, strong body and kind personality.

This is the result of teachers' sweat in the past four months. Oscar, the person in charge, thank you very much for your efforts.

If there is one thing that worries him, it is the children's social skills.

Whether it can survive in a complex social environment, so a friendly football match with foreign countries began.

This is the last lesson for these older war children. Thankfully, there is only healthy competition on the court this time.

There was no malicious foul and no conflict. Even if it is shoveled down, there will be an English girl to help.

Halfway through the race, a motorcycle came by and he shouted, excuse me, I'm here to see Sack.

It turned out that my brother was really alive, and they gave each other a long-lost hug on the grass.

Such a scene makes her friends happy for her.

I feel sorry for myself. After all, this is a miracle that belongs to others.

Today's lunch is no longer chaotic, and there is even one more guest.

Oscar's blessing touched everyone, so they raised their glasses to celebrate their future in advance.

After that, I ran out of the manor and started my life again, always living with hope.

After that, most of them stayed in Britain, glowing in their respective fields.

Decades have passed, and seventy years of age has passed.

There may be some things I don't remember, but my memory in Windermere will never be forgotten.

Old Alec: "When I arrived in Windemere, everything opened to me again, and I suddenly felt that I was a living person again."

Lao Zhan: "When you have experienced illness, war and suffering, everything starts from Windermere."