Posted: Jun 20, 2008, 2:23 AM CST
Even though they are all grown now (my youngest is 20), my kids and grandkids are still my life...always have been and always will be.
I live in a small town. I taught primary school here for 9 years and then worked for the Juvenile Justice System here for another 9 years, so I could write you a book of the horror stories I have seen children grow up through.
The worse case that comes to mind...I'll call him 'Timmy'. I first met Timmy when he was in a 2nd grade special ed class (not mine). Timmy not only had severe learning disabilities, but he also was diagnosed early in life with what is called 'conduct disorder'. In our building we had a 'mentoring' program whereas if a student was having or creating major difficulties (mainly behavioral) in his classroom, he or she could be sent to another classroom for a period of time with a teacher whom the student seemed to behave better for. For some reason, Timmy 'bonded' with me. So, over the course of the next 4 years I got to know him quite well. And I got to know his 'history' quite well too.
He was born prematurely to 2 drug and alcohol addicted parents, which started him off in life with at least 3 strikes against him. He was farmed back and forth between mom and her live-in boyfriends (which changed frequently), dad and his live-in girlfriends (also changing frequently), grandma (who was also an alcoholic) and her common law husband (who was later convicted of sexually molesting Timmy, his older brother and the neighborhood kids),and God knows who else along with the many foster homes he was in and out of over the years.
So, yeah...Timmy was one of those kids who came to school and ate the free breakfast and free lunch. If he hadn't, I don't think he would have ever gotten a hot meal. And he was also on every other free state and federal program available to him for health care, food stamps, etc. And I don't doubt for a minute that his 'family' didn't use and abuse the system. But hopefully Timmy got some benefit from it.
I lost touch with Timmy for a short time when I left the school district to go to work for the Juvenile Justice System. But not for long. The first time we had him incarcerated, he was in 8th grade. He stole a car and then led police on a long high speed chase before he was finally stopped. He was so wacked out on meth, he spent 12 hours in the hospital before he could be medically cleared to be booked. Timmy spent the next 3 years in and out of our facility on a number of charges including assault on a corrections officer...namely me. He was finally sentenced to 1 year at the Arizona Department of Juvenile Corrections. He didn't fair well there at all. After numerous disciplinary actions and 2 suicide attempts, he was sent to the Arizona State Mental Hospital. Within 2 months, he was sent back to us to finish out the last 5 months of his sentence. The state hospital had petitioned the court to release him stating he was 'not restorable'. Can you imagine? A barely 17 year old kid who has never had a chance in life being labeled 'not restorable'? It tore me up.
And yes...I watched him scream and cuss and rage. I saw him stripped to nothing but a pair of boxers in a holding cell on suicide watch more than once...banging his head against a concrete wall until he was bloody and had to be restrained to keep from hurting himself anymore. I sat with him while he was in 4-point soft restraints and all the while he was cussing at me, making threats, and trying to spit blood at me.
But I also sat with him and held him while he sobbed, telling me he didn't know why he does the things he does, begging for help and forgiveness, and pleading with me to let him come live at my house.
Timmy is 22 years old now and serving a minimum of 20 years in Arizona State Prison for attempted murder.
YES!!!! PARENTS BETTER WAKE THE HELL UP!!!! AND NOW!!!!!