Terrible ParentingMy parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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Not me or mine,Not me or mine, (although both my folks were raving nutters constantly knocking 10 colours of crap out of each other, and I spent to long in and out of foster care as a bairn). but this was something I was involved in so I got to have a front row seat for this.
I sit on the kiddy's courts in my part of the world (The Panel, for those in the know)....., and as such get to see and hear some major league shit on a twice monthly basis.
I don't smoke or drink (f knows why not) and I have a pretty good home life with one happy little Miss Matter constantly singing, dancing and being a happy (I hope) 10 year old girl. However I digress, as is my way..........
Delinquent twunts are not to much of a problem. but it can make you weep when you have to deal with kids on care and protection grounds.
One that will live with me till the day I die involved a little girl who was in foster care because "Ma" was a smack head.
Rehabilitation had went well and the bairn was all set to return home as "Ma" was getting better????
We were all set to vary residence back to "Ma" (we have a result thinks us, this one's going home, wa heyyy)... when little girl's hand comes up and she asks to talk to us on our own, as she is allowed to do.
Everybody was asked to wait outside whilst we heard what the child had to say (there are three members in a panel so we get diverse views and we don't get hung decisions and there must be a mix of the sexes).
So this little girl who was the same age as my daughter (who was 8 at the time) sits in front of three grown up strangers and states right out that she wants to stay in foster care because the folks there were looking after her better than her "Ma" could.
How crap must her life have been at home for an 8 year old to say that to strangers???
I still can't shake the thought of any kid wanting to live anywhere other than with their own folks (and by and large they all do, good or bad).
She stayed in foster care.
(, Mon 20 Aug 2007, 14:39, Reply)
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