I lived on an island called Zwicker’s Island, off of Indian Point. When I went to Blockhouse School first, I was six years old and I didn’t have any friends. I was teased about living on an island. My next school was Mahone Bay School, and I was not treated any better, so I was pushed along in grade seven, eight, and nine. Then came graduation and my sister and I, and my friend went to our graduation.
Then I went to Park View in Bridgewater for four months. I was pregnant and left school. My parents thought it would be better if I got married. Well, I got married and it was not a good marriage. My husband would put me down every day, and tell me I was not a good mother to my son. We lived together for six months in Lunenburg. Then one day my husband really got mad and started to throw dishes at me. He started to call me names and he chased me around the living room. He rolled his fist up to hit me. I got away, went to the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Two hits and the door came down. He came after me and I ran to the bathroom. He knocked another door down. I ran out the door and started to go to my parents. I walked from Lunenburg to Indian Point that night. It took me all that night. In the morning I was home in Indian Point.
Now, twenty years later, I’m back at school again. I have friends and I have a nice teacher and I love being back in school! I have more support than I ever have had. I can’t wait to come to school in the mornings. I’m doing better than I ever did. I tell people where I’m going, and they say, “That’s great!” I’m having a great time!