Once a month they tested the Civil Defense sirens, and every time they went off I was terrified, especially when there were clouds.
Is that a tornado? I’ll bet that’s a tornado!
I saw a funnel cloud in the smallest, fluffiest patch of white in the sky. I was certain that the next tornado would not miss me like the last one had.
One Day at School
Oh, boy! We get to skip class to watch a movie! We all marched happily into the auditorium. This was no ordinary film, though.
The scariest of all was when the atom bomb blast hit the house, and it just exploded. One second it was there and a second later it was gone. Blown away.
That’s what would happen to our houses if the Russians dropped the Bomb on us.
Back in class, the teacher made us practice.
When you hear the siren or see the blinding white light of the A-bomb blast, you drop whatever you’re doing and duck under your desk and put you hands over the back of your head.
Right. That’s going to work. Hiding under the desk is really going to protect you when the entire school is being vaporized.
The next time the sirens went off, I ran outside. Low, swirling clouds darkened the sky, but this time I wasn’t afraid of a tornado.
Was that a Russian bomber?