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Suddenly peace was broken by the jubilant whistling of the train; a triumphant, exuberant whistling, and then faintly the cheers of the children as they reached the station came to us. Long moments passed and then we heard the unmistakable rumbling of the big school buses as they chugged up the hill from the village. Their headlights swept around and lit up the gate; a pause while the white barrier pole was raised in salute and the buses surged through to the respective houses. Each courtyard was filled with a crowd of children of all sizes and all shapes, festooned as they were with baggage, parcels, coats, bats, fishing tackle and so on. Into the common-rooms they streamed and cocoa and food was handed to eager grimy hands. The white bread of sandwiches emphasised only too sharply the grubbiness of travel-stained faces.
But within half-an-hour, soap and water had passed over hands and faces, like a cloth over a dusty painting and there were revealed individual expressions and characteristics of
by A.A in Red Dragon : Summer 1948 "these 460 new faces, the first pupils of King Alfred School, Plön"