The story of dawnangel at Thirteen Year Old

 The summer I was working in a small care home on Bayside Drive down past large Stella Maris Catholic  Church. I am working there because my parent knows the person who owns the Care Home. I am there also because of am cheap help as I am only 13 years old and I wouldn't know what I deserve to be paid. I had many jobs, help in the kitchen, take the trays to the elderly people. Help the staff bath and dress the patients. Also, clean and and paint a bedroom when the patients leaves for Hospital I also had the towels for the Hair salon to take out to laundromats next door and cleaning the Hair Salon . That summer a couple weeks before my 14 teen birthday I decided to drop by to visit a women in her early twentys. Her name was Jean White and she was diabetic and I felt sorry when she got out her big needle and the med she injected . I learn young how to take out the little bubbles out of the bottle of insulin. She  did this to help feel sorry for her and to manipulation. The next thing I knew she was taken me to meet her two friends. She me telling me I would be with a Ernie guy and she was going  date Randy Allen.  The next thing I knew they all at her boss house and they had alcohal and they gave some to me. I was thirteen years old and I was not going continue this but Jean kept if you don't see this guy then Randy he wouldn't date her. I felt I was being push into something I didn't want to continue but I heard that from Jean . One night I decided I had enough and I didn't this guy and he was too old for me. I went out in the dark of the night to leave to go home when this Eernie guy came after in his car and demanded for me to get car and he drove me back to Jean home . This how 13 teen year get mix up with someone that wasn't good for her. In Randys car his friend couldn't keep his hand off of me in the back sit and Jean and Randy in the front. His hands  all over my body without my consent. This happens  alot to young girls all over the world .  They start to buy with things, jewellery and purple jampsuit.  (c) dawnangel 

This Dimond ring doesn't shine for me anymore.

 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 

 2022,  Will be the year I write my book. I will be about my life as a child of age 13 . It is the time to be honest about what happen so other can be honest about their life too. dawnangel , Dawn Goff 

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.  

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.

 

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.