too late to apologize

I do not live in the fictional world where such an effort would be made, but if I had then see above…
(it is a cool video nonetheless)

It is not 1776 and King George III is no longer a threat, it is 2010 and the Catholic Church appears to be a haven for the perverse.

Just this last week my youngest has been asking me questions like “when do you get over things like what Sister Margaret did to me?” “How do I get rid of the anger?” That totally breaks my heart. How do you explain to your child that someone he trusted was not a person worthy of his trust? She was not what she pretended to be. She is only interested in herself and her empire. I am the one who put the boys in harms way. I am the one who enrolled them in that school. I am the one who stood up for my child to the teacher and administrator. She kicked him out of his school and parish because his mother stood up for his brother.

I will not apologize for being a mother and taking the road-less-traveled to protect my child from improper treatment from his teacher. For the Nun to ostracize them from their parish and friends in order to protect her power is so telling. She ruined the church for these boys, I am pretty sure that they will not be paying for her retirement or any part of the Roman Catholic Church when they become adults.  If it still exists.  According to her letter she conferred with Father Joe, apparently it is a good thing that he will be retiring as he cannot be much of a man let alone a Priest if he did not make the slightest efforts for these children. There is only one side of the story, their side.  Nauseating really.

A few days ago I happened into a territory that I have been haunted by ever since. Many months ago I made mention that my son had been taping his days at St. Mary’s Catholic School. While cleaning up the computer, I was left with what to do with all these audio files. I decided to listen. The question was where to start, the beginning or the end?

I started at the end.

There were so many troubling things that I do not know where to begin. First off, I want to say that I do not believe that he recorded his school days on purpose as I originally thought to be true. The recorder seemed to be used the way a healthy 11/12 year old would, with kids on the playground making noises and saying funny things into it. You know, boy stuff, bathroom humor, etc. There are hours and hours of guttural noises, laughing and just background noise. Apparently he kept it in his pocket for something to fiddle with because when ever he fidgeted with his pencil or eraser he would get into trouble. (We have some great audio of these instances) I do not think that he knew he had taped his whole school day on occasion.

There are conversations between him and his teacher, and other children too. This was very troubling to listen to because they went down exactly how my son explained the happenings between himself and his teacher. He did not even exaggerate the truth. She is young and naive, quite possibly does not even know how wrong she is. It has been my experience that she is still afflicted with a common teenage syndrome. The one where you know more than your parents or adults, you know the one. This is not really her fault though, she doesn’t have the experience to know that she is wrong. She has had no direction/mentoring. She was just hired and left to her own devices.

However, the most troubling was the conversation between my boy and the principal. He was called into her cave of an office, and questioned about his mother. This I found very difficult to listen to. I wish I could put a snippet here of the conversation for all the parents to hear. I trusted her, I encouraged my kids to trust her. Oh how I failed them. I did not protect them from a monster.

It gets worse, the story my boy told me of the principal not letting him call his dad was true, all of it. He went to the office, straight after his interrogation. Well, he did take a detour and used the restroom, where I am proud to say he flushed AND washed his hands (proud parent moment). He asked the secretary if he could call his dad and then the serpent of a nun/principal showed up and forcefully discouraged him from doing so. How many parents would love to hear that? What could be so wrong about a child calling his father? Why would someone not want that to happen? She knew she could manipulate him. So she did. Or, maybe she was trying to cover something up???

Then she proceeded to write the letter expelling my other child from the school. At the time that she wrote the letter she knew he was not coming back. He had taken all his personal belongings and I had told the secretary in the morning that it would be his last day. She was out to hurt this boy because I had the audacity to stand up for my kids against a nun, how dare I not know my place. It is my understanding that this has happened many times. This is what Sister Margaret does, we are not the first, and surely will not be the last. She is all about power and things. She is the most materialistic person I have met. She does what she needs to do to acquire things for her school, she doesn’t pay the staff a living wage, but hey they’ve got the stuff. Obviously Sister has her priorities in the right order, things over people and herself over everyone else.

My youngest has been plotting how he could attend the school picnic, which is held at a county park a few miles from our home.  He has considered biking there.  He so badly wants to see all his friends that he was ripped from.  He was an integral part of that group of kids and they were a very important part of his life.  She lied to the class about him leaving.  Good job nun, tell your lies enough and you will believe them too.

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