Nov 03, 2005, 08:47 AM // 08:47
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Ascalonian Squire
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overcome with anger and grief
As i finished work tonight i picked up a copy of the globe and mail, a national canadian newspaper. I dont usually read it, its not my favorite paper, but i look at a few things in it sometimes On the cover was the investigation into this big scandal the past government was involved in, but on the second page the caption "Child abuse in its most vile form" caught my eye. As i read on it told the story of jeffrey baldwin, a 5 year old who had been transferred to his grandmother and step-grandfathers house with his three siblings after his mother had been considered unfit. The boy and the second youngest child, his sister, were locked in a dark room in their own waste, forced to drink from the toilet and eat stew with their hands, and the stench in the room was overpowering. After a short time there, jeffrey died at age 5, weighing just 21 pounds. Immediately after, his three siblings were transferred to another foster home, where over the course of three years the foster mother learned many horrible details about their stay at their paternal grandmothers house. It happened a couple years ago, apparently, but now a lot of the details have come out as their new foster mother testified at the grandmother and grandfathers trial. When i read it i felt sick, and enraged that a human being could to this, to anybody, let alone their own flesh and blood. Some of the details that arose were things like when the little girl was drinking out of the toilet, and the foster mother saw it and told her that if she wanted water she could drink out of the tap, or that the children liked it better there because they didnt get their head banged with one another, or that on the final day jeffrey lived, he was "stood" in his "regular spot" by his grandmother, but he was so weak that he fell over and stumbled into things around the room. She brought him upstairs, spanked him, and forced him to watch TV while holding his head up by his hair. He cried without tears because he was so dehydrated and when he was touched would also cry because it hurt him. This is just one of those situations where you cant help but be disgusted, angry and saddened over the whole thing. Makes you think about the priviliges that we all enjoy, day in, day out, without a care in the world, while things like this go on all the time. Anyways... just needed to write this down somewhere and i dont use blogs.
http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNew...hub=PrintStory
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