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BLAST FROM THE PAST PART III |
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Written by Ronald Mizon
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Ronald Mizon in Nova Scotia 1940-1944
 Another group of children was sent to a safe area in the countryside and my parents asked that we could join them. Permission granted, we joined the group and off we went again. We still went to Yorkshire which is a county on the east side of England. In due course, we arrived at a small village called Kirbymoorside. This was isolated and away from the industrial side of eastern England. Bessie and I were allocated to a farmer and his wife who operated a small farm. We were given our own rooms and they were very cosy. We soon settled down and were introduced to the small school where the existing pupils had to bump up a bit so that we could all fit in, but they didn't mind. We were new faces and new playmates.At the farm we were delighted to help by collecting the eggs, helping to feed the two horses and the pigs - which were much more friendly than the previous accommodation in the other village called Reighton.We had been junior farmers (with a little help) about three weeks when our teacher called on us, and to our amazement announced, "Ronald and Bessie Mizon, get your things packed. I am taking you back to Middlesbrough." We were puzzled. "Why" we asked. "Well, you are both going off to Canada very soon." Wow! On arriving home we had to get ready quickly. Mam packed our little kit bags and with our gas masks on our shoulders we readied for the off. At the train station we joined up with another small group. Labels bearing our names and home address were fastened to our coats in case we got lost. We boarded our train. We didn't know where to at the time, but it turned out to be Liverpool on England's west coast. Arriving in Liverpool, we were taken to a huge building where we were all checked and confirmed correct. We were shown to our dormitory where we were fed and watered, as it were, and soon it was bedtime. What a night it was! Gloomy!! We could not sleep properly. Children cried in the night for their Mams and Dads. I cried too, for my Mam. It was my little nine year old sister who consoled me. Some cried most of the night and they were returned to their parents in Middlesbrough. (The photo is Ronald's and Bessie's mother. She volunteered as an air raid warden).
Editor's Note: stay tuned for Part IV expected for the September issue due out at the end of August! Ronald was good enough to send us some photos which will be appearing in upcoming issues of this Newsletter. Unfortunately, there are people in the photos taken in Mount Uniacke upon Ronald's and Bessie's arrival here that we do not have names for and we are hoping that you, the residents of Mount Uniacke, will be able to assist in putting names to the faces. GO TO THE UNIACKE NEWSLETTER WEBSITE AND VIEW THE PHOTOS.
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Ronald Mizon 1940 -1944 
