A Toddler’s Adventure
Just after the WWII, many children were born in Copenhagen my aunt Eva got her first three in five years. Lots of children were seen in the streets, and baby carriages were everywhere too.
Press photos from Copenhagen
My aunt Eva and my uncle lived near a famous church called Grundtvig’s Church. The row of flats was built around the large church. The situation when this event took place was in 1946 when she had a new-born in her baby carriage. (At that time they were quite big as no baby carriages were supposed to be transported in cars as today). By the way, I also lived my first years in that area.
Her close family lived not so far away, and she and the small boys would take the tram to get there. The oldest boy N.H. was used to that trip so one day, walking beside the baby carriage, he just disappeared in the twinkling of an eye. My poor aunt was desperate to find him. She must have run up and down the street screaming and asking for help.
I don’t know how long it took, but he came back with a tram, and the conductor would scold my aunt very sternly for having lost control over him. He had gone up in the tram, as he knew how to do it, and gone as far as the end station. I suppose that he was recognised by the conductor or somebody at the tram so that he could be brought back to safety.
Eva in her young days is in an old tram somewhere
I have tried to get the full story from my cousin N.H. who is 71 years old today. He just laughs and says that he always wanted to be a globetrotter, but he can’t remember anything from the age of two!
Today people are blamed on Facebook if their actions or opinions are regarded as wrong but at that time it was a straightforward confrontation, and the authorities had the power to do so.
She is not the only mother who lost track of her child, it happened at least once for each of my four children and I will never forget the horror I went through while searching and asking people to help. Nobody has ever scolded me in that situation. Instead, I have experienced that angels came by to help just at the right time.
Categories: Baby care, Biography, Children, Family history
From one Heart to Another 
I know exactly what you are talking about. I lost my middle son one time at a seaside boardwalk. We were 12 adults and 12 children headed to a restaurant when we changed our mind and went to another restaurant. Andrew didn’t get the message and kept going to the first restaurant. Truly frightening half hour of searching but thirty years ago people were more helpful and less critical. Love the pictures. Thanks for posting.
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Love this so much. I’ve certainly lost track of my child.
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It’s an experience we never forget. I have only been lost in summer camps where my parents had sent me and they thought I had fun
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Boy I would have swapped with you. I lived on a farm and we worked like dogs. I knew I wasn’t having any fun.
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The situation was that I couldn’t find children I knew and felt completely lost. Everybody else seemed to have fun
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I wonder how many felt the way you did.
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i have 5. One crawled out the front door, one fell out of the unlocked car, (just starting, fortunately), one, at a ball game with my husband, ran off in the rain under all the raised umbrellas, ran down into the Philadelphia subway at 11 p.m. and was found by the police. All survived and thrive.
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Oh so many stories we can tell. A huge shock every time and wonderful happy endings 🎈
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It’s good that you still have your family’s old pictures and it’s well maintained too.
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Yes I treasure them and like to share them. Otherwise they are just stored away on a shelf
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