The Fraser Times

To All my Reader

Juanita fraser — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 07:11:27 GMT

Here are all the stories I have written.

Do to Health reason I have not be able to write. It will be at least another two month before I will be able to write any stories.

Once I'm back up on my feet I will be bring you many more new stories.

Until then

I felt like I was in school again

Juanita fraser — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 07:01:29 GMT

The other day I went to pick up my daughter from the skating rink. She had gone there with her school. I felt completely out of place with the other parents. They have their own clicky groups just like the kids did when I went to school. We do not have a lot of money and a lot of the parents at the private school do.

In the past I have tried to be friends but as soon as they hear that my husband is on disability and working part time they stop talking to me or my family. I think it is sad that people always have to judge other for what they have or look like.

Don't get me wrong they do wave when they see me and my family. When it comes to meeting for coffee they always have a reason they can not meet me. Or when I'm around them ,they tell each other about all the things they have their children in.

I wish people would see people for who they really are and not for what they have.

I like what Jesus said to the rich people who put their money in the dish. He saw a pore women put her last coin in the tray, and Jesus said she has give more then any of you have given.

The women gave all that she could, even though she would go with out.

By Juanita Fraser

How Close The Movies Are To Real Life

Juanita fraser — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 07:00:00 GMT

The other night I was watching a few movies about the environment. Both movies were about climate change and what would happen.

The writer of these movies were very good at what they did. I know that the movies are just made up, but when you think about it could happen in real life.

The first movie I saw was call "The Day After Tomorrow." It was about the artic melting and how it effected the weather around the world.

These movies are not meant to be horrors, but if you sit down and think about it. It can really be scary.

The Other movie I saw was about the Ozone and how it is breaking down. In the movie it talks about a hole in the Ozone and what it is doing to the environment. That also made me think. The second movie was called Countdown The Sky's On Fire. These movies are not new releases.

We hear every day how the artic is melting the Ozone is thinning. How we have to be careful in the sun. Sometimes I wonder how close are these movies to what is happening in our world. I know that weather is changing every where and I'm not sure we can stop it. We might be able to slow down the effects. And maybe some day reverse it, but for now all we can do is our best to help the environment. Only time will tell.

I hope that my daughter and her children one day will have a future. We must do our best for our children.

By Juanita Fraser

This Is Sickening

Juanita fraser — Sat, 02 Feb 2008 06:45:01 GMT

I could not believe what I found in my E-mail today. It was a petition. The petition talked about Children in Africa. It is very hard to read. I know when I read it I felt sick to my stomach. Being a parent it is hard to believe that parents would put their children thought that. It is sickening. Who ever created that believes was sick in the head. Here is a copy of it. Please read it. If you are interested in sign it Please E-mail me at nitafras@yahoo.ca and I will send it to you.

Subject: 3 year old girl & 9-month-old baby.

Last week a 3 year old girl in South Africa was beaten and raped. She is still alive. The man responsible was released on bail yesterday. He is walking the streets. If you are too busy to read this then just sign your name and forward this on.

This is a very important petition. It is an essential part of the justice system for children. You may have already heard that there's a myth in South Africa that having sex with a virgin will cure AIDS. The younger the virgin, the more potent the cure. This has led to an epidemic of rapes by infected males, with the correspondent infection of innocent kids. Many have died in these cruel rapes.

Recently in Cape Town, a 9-month-old baby was raped by 6 men.

Please think about that for a moment. The child abuse situation is now reaching catastrophic proportions and if we don't do something, then who will?

Kindly add your name to the bottom of the list and please pass this on to as many people as you know.

Please don't be complacent, do something about the kids of South Africa ..

You can make a difference. That child is fighting for life. This is just 1 of the million cases of child abuse, so please pledge your support and help keep CPU (CHILD PROTECTION UNIT) open. Please give your support to the petition and ensure that it goes to as many people as possible.

Please don't just leave it, make a difference. In order to write your

Struggles in life

Juanita fraser — Wed, 30 Jan 2008 07:52:28 GMT

My husband and myself have struggled for more years then we can count. At one time my husband had a very good life until his step father went bankrupt. They lost everything almost. Then when he was on his own he worked very hard for every cent he got. He made himself a pretty good life. Then he got sick and could not work those long hours. So he was struggling to keep his head above water. He also ended up with bankrupt.

Myself I have always struggled and so have my parents and grandparents. I have tried everything to get out of struggling but I just can't.

I have written books and people who have seen them, tell me how good of a writer I am. But it is not easy getting published unless you wish to pay. I did how ever have one of my stories put into a book called Today Is A Story. The only problem is that you only get paid twice a year. That is only if the book sells. What I would really like to do is get my unicorn book published, but every one I talk to says that unicorns are not in right now. Never give up your dreams they tell me.

I'm tired and frustrated. I just wish things would turn around for us. My husband is on disability and I stay at home so I can take care of our daughter. Everyday we struggle to keep a roof over our head. I have a degree as an animal tech. I had to give it up. I have allergies to a lot of animals and I could not handle putting an animal to sleep.

When I worked as a Tec I was expected to kill mice and baby mice to feed the lizards. I just could not do it. Another thing is some people come into the vets and tell you they want a perfectly health animals put to sleep, because the animal doesn't go with their decors.

I was told if someone asked me to do that I would have to. The reason being is if you do not do it the people may find another way to destroy the animal and it would most likely be inhumane. There are so many struggles we go through every day. And at times you feel like just giving up. You don't give you just keep struggling. That is what makes us who we are.

By Juanita Fraser

Something Weird

Juanita fraser — Sun, 20 Jan 2008 08:59:01 GMT

On January, 6, 2008 My husband and myself were awakened at 4:30am by a cars horn. It sounded like it was stuck.

To start I will tell you we live in the out skirts of Oliver BC Canada, about 20 minutes away. Not a lot happens out here. But this night was different. After the horn had woke us up my husband. He went outside to see what was going on. He saw some head light at the end of our drive way. He said "it looks like there has been and accident". We called 911, and told them about the car horn, and the lights we could see at the end of the drive way. After my husband was finished talking to the police he decided to go out and see if any one was hurt. So he hopped into the van because it is a bit of a walk, and around here we have mountain lions, and some other not to friendly animals. He drove to the end of our driver way. A car had hit the electric pole but there was no one in the vehicle. How the person managed to walk away we will never know the car was totalled. My husband stayed there until the police came.

The first person to come was a volunteer firemen and then the police. The police officer was not very friendly at all. He was short with my husband, and didn't even thank him for calling.

I know when I lived in Calgary. I had a few police friends and they were very nice as long as you stayed on the right side of the law. I saw my one friend in action one time he knew his job, and he did it well. When you looked at this officer he was very intimidating, and he was at least six feet talk, and built like a brick wall. He use to treat me like I was his daughter. If I was hanging with a bad crowd he would pull up and call me over to his car, and tell me it was time for me to go home. My friends might have looked like a bad crowed but they respected the law. So I would introduce him to my friends. They were all afraid of him. I was the only one who wasn't. We stayed in touch until he retired, and I move to BC with my husband. He even met my parents, and they were intimidated by him. Which I could not understand? My parents were good people. If I needed help I would call my friend and ask him what to do. Well I'm going off on a little of the bunny trail.

Now lets get back to the accident. The fireman told my husband that he felt the car was stolen, and the car looked like it had hit more then just the electric post.

In Oliver the news paper only comes out once a week. Well in this weeks new paper, they talked about a girl who had be hit by a car, and whoever was the driver just kept going. It happened on the highway in the morning on January 6, 2008. I wonder if the person who hit the girl was the same one who hit the pole. The police never got back to us, so I guess I will never know. It just seems weird.

By Juanita Fraser

Law That Not Every One Knows

Juanita fraser — Tue, 15 Jan 2008 09:35:41 GMT

We have laws to keep us safe. Some laws I wonder about.

A lot of people take first aid, and if they see someone who needs help, they can help them. Did you know that if you give first aid to someone and you are not Police, Paramedic, or Firemen, you can be sued by a person or a persons family.

For example you come a cross someone who is having a heart attack, and you know first aid. You try and help them, and they end up dieing. That persons family can sue you. Even if it was not your fault that they died. You did ever thing you could.

Or, If a person who is having a heart attack who survives can also sue you.

I did not find this out until 10 years a go. I was at work I saw a man fall over. I went to help. My boss grabbed me, and said "don't." I told him I had first aid. He said "I know you want to help, You can help him by calling 911." I called 911, they arrived in fifteen minutes.

After they had got there I asked my boss why did you not let me help him. My boss told me about the law. I could not believe what he said, so I checked it out on the net, and to my surprised my boss was right. In some states and countries they have what they call a Good Samaritan Laws. The good Samaritan laws protect you a little bit. The problem is Not everyone goes by the Good Samaritan laws. These are the things you have to do before giving a stranger First aid.

Obtain consent before giving first aid: A person has the right to refuse first aid. Before acting at the scene of an emergency, identify yourself and tell the victim that you know first aid. Then ask for permission to help.

Expressed consent: If the victim gives permission, you may begin first aid.

Implied consent: If the victim is unconscious or unresponsive and the situation is life-threatening, you may assume that if the person were able to respond, he, or she, would likely have accepted help. You may then begin first aid.

Don't abandon the victim: Once you've begun first aid, don't stop until medical assistance arrives, or until you're so exhausted that you can't continue giving care.

Give first aid according to your training: Follow the practices that you've been taught. Don't try to perform first aid procedures beyond your skill level.

I'm not telling anyone not to give first aid, you just have to be careful. I know that if something happened to me, I would be thankful for the person who gave me first aid, and saved my life. A lot of times the person you help, or their family will not sue, they are just happy that you helped them. Now a days you never know how people feel.

By Juanita Fraser.

Why B.C Canada?

Juanita fraser — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 06:05:00 GMT

After living in a non-stop city, Juanita's parents decided to move to the town life. They called us, and tried to convience us to move to the small town. At first I was a apposed to the idea.I liked the city life.Juanita didn't have to pressure me to move. I became stressed out, and burned out. I really needed a break. My bood pressure was through the roof, and mentally, I was heading for a break down. After almost five years later, I'm still here. I love nature around here, surrounded by the mountains.I look forward to the warm Summers, and growing season.In the cities I find, your constantly on the go, and you really don't have time to think what you have. Robert

Denmark my mother and grandmothers home land

Juanita fraser — Thu, 27 Dec 2007 09:07:09 GMT

I have only been to Denmark twice in my life. We stayed in Copenhagen I was there Once when I was five and then again in June of 1995.

I went to see some of my family in Denmark. I will never forget my trip. My grandmother had bought me a ticket for my birthday. We went there for six weeks. It is a wonderful place.

A lot of the town and cities are well over 100 years old. Most of the streets you can only fit one car down. A lot of people do not drive cars unless they are going out of town. Their main transportation is bikes.

I went and saw my third and fourth cousins. They showed me all around Denmark. I saw the old churches, and a castle, and went to Tivoli. My third cousin Brian and his wife Bridget, took me to a beach house that they had rented for 4 days. There daughter Hanna my forth cousin showed me the night life in Copenhagen. She also introduced me to a few of her friends and her boyfriend Mike. My cousin Brian asked me to stay in Denmark. He said he would help me fine a place and get a job if I stayed. I thanked him and said my parents are in Canada. I would miss my family too much if I stayed in Denmark.

What I did not know is that the reason my grandmother had brought me to Denmark was to meet a husband, and meet my family. She was trying to get me away from my boyfriend in Canada because, he was abusing me. She had told her cousins' her plan and they were trying to help her.

Five months after I returned to Canada I left my boyfriend and went into a shelter. In 1999 I got married to a wonderful man who would not hurt a fly. I still talk to my family in Denmark and I never told them that I knew what they were up to. They do however know that I have a wonderful husband who treats me like a queen. I even told them that we would like to start our own worm farm. Brian asked if everything works out that we should call him, he might be able to help us out with our business. He has his own cobble stone business, so he knows how businesses work. I hope to bring my husband and daughter to Denmark some day. That is my dream.

A Christmas not to forget

Juanita fraser — Thu, 27 Dec 2007 09:04:25 GMT

This Christmas brought a few surprises this year. Our daughter's friend from her old school showed up at her grandparents door. Samantha had not seen this boy in three years.

I will tell you how they met. Our daughter was eight years old when they became friends. She was being bullied by a grade fiver. This boy came to her rescue. He was also in grade five. He did not like seeing Samantha being bullied, so he defined Samantha, and got into a fight with the bully. This happened three more times. The bully would not leave Samantha alone. Finely her friend had had enough of the bully. He beat him up pretty bad and ended up suspended. I did not like the idea about beating the bully up.

We went to the principal and asked why she would not put a stop to this bully .Then we asked "why the bully had not been suspended"? Why did she only suspend our daughter's friend. All she could say "is our daughter's friend had gone to far, when it came to protecting her."

We decided to show up at the school while school was in. We were told that we were not aloud to show up at school. We were breaking the schools rules. After we stopped showing up at the school our daughter was beat up by five girls. One of them was her best friend. We pulled Samantha out. We had it with this school. Samantha's friend from grade five had only been protecting her. After he was gone, she became an open target.

Our daughter is always trying to help out animals and kids, that are a lot smaller then her. The problem is she is not a fighter. She try's to protect the animals, and smaller kids, by talking to the bigger kids who are pushing the smaller ones around. That only gets her into trouble.

Well, if you are anything like my daughter, and myself, the last thing you wanted to do is fight. We have told our daughter from now on if you see someone getting pick on, go get a teacher.

Samantha's friend who was in grade five lived in a foster home. A short time after he was kicked out of school. And his foster father had a heart attack and passed away. His foster

mother could no longer take care of him so he was shipped out to a new home. Since then he has been brought to quite a few homes. On Christmas eve he had dinner with our whole family. I asked him if he had enjoyed himself. He looked at me and said "it was just like being around a family." My heart warmed, and I felt great. We started talking about what had been happening since he was last in Oliver. He said "one thing that will stick with me and forever," it broke my heart. "People think just because you are their foster child that when they get tired of you they just ship you out. How can people be like that. He is just a kid. I have heard people say that a lot of these foster children have a lot of problems. Well I wonder why? if they feel like it's just a matter of time before they are shipped some were else, and that they will never be loved.

By the end of the night I felt better, because I knew that we had made at least one good Christmas for him. He felt like he was part of a family. That made me feel good if only there was more we could do.

I know we will see him again. We like him even if he has a bad pass. In our hearts we know that all he needs is to feel like someone think of him as a person with feeling.

By Juanita Fraser

Abuse stop it now

Juanita fraser — Fri, 14 Dec 2007 08:40:35 GMT

It all started 1988, I was working in the mall with an animals welfare group. well I met a guy who I thought was cute. He had come over to the booth were we had set up. He talked to me for a few minute and said he had to go. He asked me if I would be still at the booth later on that night. I said ya I'm her until the mall closes. He then smiled and said I will see you later. I said Okay.

I went for a break. My mom had take over for me. A few minute later I returned. My mom handed me a brown paper bag and, said some guy had left it with her. He had asked my mom to give it to me.

I opened it up and inside was a rose bowl with a little card that had his phone number and, a little message that said how about coffee some time. Give me a call.

Well I called him. That was the biggest mistake I ever made. We started dating. My life went to hell not at first he was very nice. the first little while he would bring me gifts every time I saw him. He would meet me for lunch at my school. I was going to Mount Royal Collage taking Job training. I started staying at his house on weekends.

That's when the abuse started. First it was just a slap and, he would say how sorry he was. He always had a reason why he hit me. He would say I had a bad day at work and to many drinks, but I promises I will not hit you again. being a fool I would say that okay I under stand.

The abuse got worse I would sit at home by the phone waiting for his call because, I know if I was not their he would come looking for me.

I started to dress in rags because I was not aloud to wear my suits anymore. Other men might look at me. If I let another man look at me or did not do what he would tell me to he would punch me, and if that didn't work he would slash himself and, tell me it was all my fault. If that didn't work he would throw thing at me or hit me with what ever he could get his hands on.

He always made sure no one could see the marks on me. Until one day he started hitting me in the face and left marks. My mom and dad saw the marks and asked me what had happened. I told them. They told me to get rid of him. I still live at home.

What my parents didn't know was he had threaten to burn their house down with all of us in it. So I did as I was told by him. A few time before he had left the marks on my face he would walk for an hour to get to my parents place to make sure I was at home.

I move out of my parent house into an apartment. Then I ended up in the hospital. He had taken me to the hospital. At the hospital they asked me if they could call someone. I said yes my parents. That is when I got help.

I stayed in the hospital for some time. The hospital gave me a false name to make sure I was safe. They mange to get me a consular. I went to court and got a restraining order. He did not dare to break it because his dad worked for the police. And if he broke the order his dad could loss his job. If he broke the order and his dad lost his job because of him he would get the crap kicked out of him.

I disappeared for 8 month into a women's shelter. The only ones who knew were I was, was my parents. No one else was aloud to know were I was because I had some family who felt that he should know were I was. After eight years of being beaten. I was some were safe. I live in the shelter for almost a year.

I started my life over. While I had been in the hospital I had met a man who was real cute. We became friends. I told him everything that my X boyfriend did to me. He helped me by making me feel like I was someone. we would meet for coffee and go for walks while I was in the shelter. At nights we would talk on the phone in my apartment. It was a 11 mouths after we had met we started dating. We were married in 1999. He has never hit me or anything like that If anything he is very protective over me.

For all you women out there who are Abused there is help, and a better life. Do not let the men who abuse you keep doing it get help. Find people who will help you. They are out there. Never say I have a child by him I can't leave. I know women who have left with their children. I was there I know how it feels.

By Juanita Fraser

Judge not be Judged

Juanita fraser — Sat, 01 Dec 2007 06:23:53 GMT

Every where you look, people are being judged by others. I think, no one has that right . I feel that this time of year we should take a good look at ourselves.

If you believe in God like I do. It makes you think about how you have been, when it comes to Judging . We all judge at one point or another. When Christ was born he did not Judge, or for that fact as an adult Jesus gave everyone a chance. He tried to teach us not to Judge, but to be kind and loving.

At this time of year people think that they should be good and kind. The rest of the year they go back to their old ways. I know it is hard not to Judge. We should try our best to be kind and loving all year round. Not just Christmas. I know it isn't easy, but at least we should try.

By Juanita Fraser