Today I have a lot to get done and will not have time to post much. My car is in the shop and we are scrambling for funds to get those brakes fixed. I have a major pleading due to the court tomorrow and expenses due in to my boss today. Not much time for knitting or walking.
And I also got a call from my daughter. Madison was assaulted by three boys – each three years older than she is. They apparently thought it would be funny to call her a retard while they took turns taking her by the hair and banging her head into the window. All for taking a seat on the bus.
While the f**ing-a*ole-piece-of-s**t-who-should-be-sitting-in-jail bus driver did nothing. Even after being told what was going on by a fifth grader and a 17-year-old intern. Well maybe she will be sitting in a jail cell after I’m done with her. And this is not just about revenge (although that does give one a temporarily good feeling). It’s about protecting the other kids. You have to wonder why she wasn’t responding. She knew something was going on, something she could have stopped. Maybe she was secretly happy Madison was getting a beat down. After all, she is the weird kid who was standing up last week, letting herself fall down and hurting herself. Maybe she is an ignorant moron who thinks “problematic” kids just need a good whoopin’. Maybe she got too many of them herself. Who knows – more to the point who cares. She’s gotta go. Hell would be nice, but jail is fine.
As Dori said to the school guidance counselor – what kind of people lead such an animalistic existence that they grow up thinking it’s not just ok but fun to beat on a kid half their size? One of the kids actually asked if he could have a turn – so the ringleader sat on Madison so the other kid could also bang her head into the window. Unfortunately, I see a lot of these kids in court. And that’s where these kids need to be. Someone needs to get them the help they need and get them the hell away from their so-called parents.
But there’s good news here: The fifth grader who refused to be intimidated, who gave Donald the boys’ names and their teachers’ names. The 17-year-old intern who happened to be riding the bus home with her little sister and (1) told the bus driver what was happening (2) went home and told her mother what had happened and (3) was so upset, she drove back to the school and told the principal, the guidance office and anyone else who would listen what happened. The guidance counselor, who made Madison scream “Get your hands off me,” and practice saying that she had done nothing wrong. And now everyone gets how serious this is. Or at least I hope so.
Gotta go get some work done. Maybe it’ll help me cool off.