The Little Girl’s Secret Sylvia heard a single plane flying in low. She knew the plane was not Allied, but German, as she saw yellow paint. The aircraft turned around and came back firing its guns. “I rushed my brother in behind a concrete pillar, under the bathing station and hid my brother and myself. The sound was very loud, as the pilot emptied his guns into the pillar. We stayed hidden until the firing stopped.” Sylvia looked out with care and watched the plane fly out over the sea and the two went back to playing in the sand. She didn’t want to tell anyone what happened that Sunday morning in Bournemouth. “I thought we would get into trouble. Now at the age of 88, I thought it may be of interest.” Read the full story at: http://www.wartimeheritage.com/storyarchive2/story_little_girls_secret.htm