Walk a mile in my shoes
I posted yesterday after a frustrating day of teaching. I deal with more in a single day than ER or Grey's Anatomy would if the shows were set in the psych wing. Really, folks, I can't (and won't try to) diagnose anyone, but there are symptoms of all kinds of serious problems just bouncing around my school building, dressed in Hello Kitty and Tony Hawk. Certain parents, IMHO, haven't gone far enough.
I kept seeing little (thank goodness, not front page news) blurbs about Britney Spears losing custody of her children. Teachers are mandated reporters; if we suspect any neglect or abuse, we are required by law to report it. After that, it's up to the folks at protective services to assess the case and figure out if the kids are safe or not. If not, they determine what kind of action is necessary.
Britney's kids are not near school age yet. They're not in regular day care, either, another field where the teachers are mandated reporters. Fortunately, the children had an advocate in the form of their father, and he had enough money to take this to court himself without waiting for the wheels of public service to turn. Now all involved need to hope that he will do right by his kids.
Unfortunately, Brit doesn't seem to have a support network that will help her get her act together and learn how to be a mom. She can't do it alone. Who will step up to be her mentor? How far will her family go to help her, and ultimately help her children?
How far would you go for your kids? I hope I never need to know the real answer.
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