Friday, July 2, 2021

The School in PRINCE Edward Island

  The little School on the hill in New Glasgow P E I  where I live for two years when my mother left my father.On the last day my Teacher took me aside and told me she wouldn't see me on my birthday and gave me a gift a birthday book  the only gift I received from a teacher. She told me that my mother was taking me back to New Brunswick to live so she would not see me next school year. She was the only teacher that had a real heart that I can remember as child. By Dawn    (C) Copyrights.

Life in Prince Edward Island School

 My last day in the New Glasgow School House, there was many grades in one big room . Also, a full basement down stairs, bathroom, and big lunch room and big hallway porch. I can see the school in my head like a picture. That is one of the ways I learn , visually New Brunswick and she wouldn't beable to see on my birthday so she was giving me Birthday Book to put all the birthdays in. That is the only and firs I received a gift from a teacher. After I received it my mother took it away for herself. She didn't want me to remember her brother or what happen up on the hill in New Glasgow PEI . Harry was no Harry Potter either. He was a sick uncle and that is all I say. I report him to the police but they let him walk. He didn't pay for his bad behavior, Many don't !   I feel sad for the native children who died and were abused , killed in Former Residential Schools . I too felt not protected by the school system and New Brunswick so it is not just native people. There was more then the Catholic church and  Anglican Church that hurt children and abused them. Dawn  (C) Copyrights.

 

























































































































































































































Friday, June 11, 2021

Losing Our Apartment when I was a child

 Once my mother was given short notice that we would have to move as the Landlord wanted to rent our place to her daughter. So all us  four kids would have  to stay with other people. My mother left me at Irene Lutz, a German  lady and friend of the family.

Saturday, November 23, 2019

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

  I  am starting the year  off right, No stressfull events .Forgive! After the year. I will be going see lawyer about the agent who sold to me my house as she never told me about basement poured wrong. I know good Lawyer in Hampton. I am not a Lawyer and now find these thing stressful. Maybe that will help pay to fix basement. I think Attic roof ok , as Terry put in some vents and stopped the banging noise.  (c)Copyrights! Dawn Goff

Tuesday, September 17, 2019

October is the Month My Youngest Brother Died

I know the pain of losing a brother who was age  twenty one years old in car crash.and the pain of losing a father at age eight and later watching him die of lung cancer in December 1987. Now I know what it feels like to lose my mother too.Also, in June 1985 the same year Jeffery died in car mishap I lost my friend Paul. ; I watch the police bring in Paul's body from the ocean. I am greatful I have all three of my children and many grand children and two great grand children My older brother and sister too. Right now I am Bless and God is good to me. I am greatfull for my friends and my church choir. I love my music too. Thanks Giving will soon be here. Time to give thanks! (C)Copyrights Dawn Goff

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Coleraine Road Fire Sometime In 1962 or 1963

It so long ago when my sister two years older started a field fire after getting off the school bus. I was about six or seven years. I can't remember what year it was. I can remember Faye saying she was going to burn the field to help the blue berries grow better as our father had done before. The next thing I remember is the field was on fire and got out of control. I can remember thinking I was going to die that day. I don't think Faye  about maybe nine could have put out the fire that day. I can remember being hot and tired and nervious . That day God sent an angel Mrs Loughery to put out the fire that would have killed both of us. Mrs Loughery live at the top of the hill on Coleraine Road in a little house. She was my babysitter and she took the time to teach me to net. I can remember her big double mattress when I get to stay the night. She was very nice lady. That day our parents were late getting home from town. Mrs Loughery save alot of houses, animals,  people, wild life, and the cover bridge not far from Coleraine Road Mrs Loughery saved too. In 1962  or 1963 , most people didn't have two cars so some people at home didn't have cars. In May I will take a drive out to Coleraine Road and take a picture of the road and hill that Mrs Loughery run down to put out the fire and save two little girls. Lets make May 1/2019 Mrs Loughery Day a women hero. May Canada honour women who put out the fire on Coleraine. She save the deer that were like cattle in the blue berry fields. There were beautifull apple trees on Coleraine Road.  As a child I love it there. I can still remember Tommy out in the field catching a baby fox .Later Faye and I have it for pet. (C) copyrights! Dawn Goff

Sunday, April 14, 2019

The Year I Was Twelve And My Mother Went To USA

The year I was twelve I was left at my mother 's friend Marjorie while she went to the USA . I did not know Marjorie well but she started cutting my hair. She was a hair dresser on Bayside Drive. She also had another business a Special Care Home. Anyway I beleive the first night I slept there I was in a room on a hideabed. That night something happened . In the dark of the night a man came into my room and touch me and threaten me never to tell what he did to me. I only remember my PJs on and I was not developed or had no breasts. I felt that I had left my body and went to the ceiling. I don't remember what he did to me. I remember he touch me the wrong way. I was a child. The next day I learn there was Marjorie 's son in the house in bedroom next to kitchen. I remember Marjorie taking me and her son some where for a drive.The son was too old for a 12 years old. I remember the black lady who was her cook for the Special Care Home. They got me to do the dishes and help with the work or taking the trays up to seniors in the home. I remember being anger at my mother  around that time when my mother was rush to hospital and my grandfather and my aunt had to come from PEI to care for us. My aunt told me that my mother was doing somethings wrong and drinking alcohal that cause her to almost die from a stomach issues(C) Copyrights! Dawn