Quote from mercyteapot
Yep to the likelihood of the court returning the child. Fresh out of college, I thought I was going to make my contribution to society by working for the County Foster Care program. That lasted all of four months. A 5 year old boy who was removed from his home after his mom was sentenced to 18 months for involuntary manslaughter in the scalding death of this boy's baby brother (it happened during an alcohol induced blackout) was placed in a loving foster home and showed remarkable improvement. Then Mom was released and granted first supervised and then unsupervised visits. He would come back to the foster home crying and acting out for days. The parents agreed to put their other son, a 2 year old, up for adoption, but petitioned for reunification with this child. They got it! Absolutely unbelievable. I can't even mention all the reasons this child should *not* have been returned! I still wonder about him sometimes. That experience was plenty to convince me that I could never impact that screwed up system in any meaningful way.
Oh how absolutely right you are!!! I saw the results of some of it first-hand too when I was a school bus driver. The last 3 years were my most challenging. I had one little girl, the smallest passenger on my bus. She was absent more than she was on the bus. You could tell she was abused, and our employer told us NEVER to report child abuse to the authorities, because we didn't have the authority or the training for it.
I made up a list of all of the elementary kids, and then would rotate who got to work the bus door at both their school, and the high school. When I came to her name, I called her up by me and asked her if she would like to work the door. She looked at the handle so longingly, it touched my heart. Then she looked up at me and shook her head no, and went back to her seat. When her father met her at the bus door, he would always say, "Come on brat!" I could have hit him over the head with a club. The mother was no better. She was filthy; every time I saw her she had dirty clothes on, and her was uncombed.
Then one day as I was returning the kids home from school, I met the little girl's mother with all her kids and another adult woman leaving home. When I arrived at the house, (I always waited for the kids to try the door to see if it was locked. If it was, I took the child back to the bus company with me where the parents could be notified as to the child's whereabouts. If the door was unlocked, and having some latchkey kids on my bus, I would wait until he/she got inside the door before I left.) She got off the bus, and walked up to the door. When she reached up to turn the handle, the door opened slitely before she made contact with it, and she was let inside.:angryfire Let me tell you, I had all I could do to refrain from calling the authorities.
Not long after that, her teacher approached the bus one morning, asking if she was on. I of course told her no. She then said, "That girl! I don't know what I'm going to do with her!" I looked at her and said, (hoping she would report what I told her) "I know she is being abused." She replied, "Yes, life is tough." :uhoh21: I could not believe what I was hearing!! There she was that little girl's teacher, who was by law, ordered to report suspected child abuse, or at least send her to the nurse for an examination of her body, and did NOTHING:angryfire
I will always remember that poor little girl, and wonder if she even grew up.