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On Easter Sunday morning the primary Sunday School had a tableau of the Easter story. It was very well done with a spirit of great reverence and understanding. The flowers were lovely. So were the flowers in the main hall. These were all gathered by loving hands from the various gardens and hillsides of the camp. During the half year, there were several weddings-more to be wondered at than the several funerals. The Japanese allowed us to send for $75 (Hong Kong money) worth of goods in June. That meant $300 for our family. I put ours into milk powder, tomato juice, peanut oil, soy bean powder and preserved eggs. I also got four bakelite cups and saucers. When we finally got the parcels, our sailing was a comparative certainty and so we were able to eat more freely than we would otherwise have dared. There were rumours that we must find our own food on the ship and as I was responsible for small children I put part of the order aside for the journey. This filled several of the small gunny sacks. The Japanese said that those who had papers in the safe deposit boxes of the Hong Kong banks would be taken to get what they wished. We were told to be ready at a moment's notice to go to town.
Several days passed.
The notice came and within half an hour, we had piled into the back of an open truck and were swaying around the curves of the road to Hong Kong. When we reached the bank we were told we could have our freedom for one hour and then return to be taken to the vault. I went to Habade's, a Swiss firm, and tried to locate my Norwegian friends on the telephone, only to find they had left for Macao and Canton. Later they arrived in Shanghai and my husband was instrumental in getting them on the exchange ship and we all met in Lourenco Marques. A Swiss lady was most kind to me. She insisted I should share her sandwiches and coffee, and sent a few cakes to the
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