I was about 16 and he gave me a large diamond ring I was not very smart so I except it but I didn't know it would give him rights to abuse me mentally and abuse sexually me. As time went by we move next door by his mother 50 Hazen Street. One day he came home and tried to force me to lay down on black couch and he was drunk and smell like alcohal and this smell made me sick to my stomach. While doing he force my right arm backwards and this is next normal way to move our arms. The next day my wrist and arm was so painfull I had to go up to St Joseph Hospital and they put a cast on my wrist and arm and to told me I broke my wrist and sprain my arm. The nurse asked me what happened and I told her the boyfriend try to force me to lay down and I didn't want too. Years later I went to same hospital and they said they don't keep records back then. This boyfriend got me pregnant at 17 and I had my first child at age 18. A feel he didn.t care about what was good for me and it was all about his selfish sexual needs. He was nine years older than me and alway put me down. Once he told my mother they gave that stupid thing her licence. I feel no diamond ring is worth you self esteen and self worth. Some women stay with these kind men and ones that hurt or beat them up. I like the singer that wrote a song and sings it on channel 488 about loving yourself better then he can love you. Time for women to rise up and get smart! Buy your own rings. Dawn Mc Adam (c) dawnangel
Sunday, March 19, 2023
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Friday, October 1, 2021
The Old Farm House On The Hill
Our family lived on Prince Edward Island when my mother left our father because of his drinking etc. I was about age eight and my sister age ten and our little brother. The house had no electic power and no running water. The farm house had not any insultion like today homes. We live mostly in two rooms downstairs in the winter because of the very cold weather. We had one kitchen stove for heat.of the two room downstairs. My mother had to go outside to the water well in a very small shed and carry the bucket to the house. We hadn't any bathroom in the house but a old fashen pot for toilet. life was hard for us. We had not a car either. We walked a long ways to a one room school house in New Glasgow. At night we had a oil lamp so nights were dark. In the spring I had my first veggie garden. I learn how to fish as I found a fishing hole and brought home and cooked my fish. I found bottles to exchange for money. I remember being hungery too. I learn to like carpenter work as I had my first start at an old fox house play house. I had my own tree to climb to be free from an uncle. Copyrights (C) dawnangel, a child.
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.