I think bearded bruce cut to the heart of my complaint with the article concerning transparency.

I am at odds with one comment by dianavan which said "obviously my son requires closer supervision and the school must provide it."

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The supervision obviously falls to me and how I must now teach him that stranger danger and child predators that can emotionally harm him are also in his school. Being told to not tell his parents about anything is wrong and is an attack even if they seem very friendly.


The best I can determine is that when I brought in the mail my little boy came around a room divider and ran into the mail I was holding. He was both angry and saying that it hurt. Since I could not see any mark or paper cut I told him that he was not hurt. If I had merely commiserated with his collision with the mail he would have had no cause to feel angry. When the school was told of this event and my son said he was hit by a magazine I guess they thought the same thing one of you thought, that he was intentionally clouted with a ROLLED UP MAGAZINE.

It turns out that my boy's interrogation was less than 15 minutes that resulted in both his parents getting letters from social service. My wife was found innocent of unsubstantiated accusation of abuse in absentia. I was not. Without interview or procedure I was automatically presumed guilty. The letter said I could appeal which resulted in me going there to be interrogated. It did not say I could not bring a witness or anyone else for support. They kicked my friend out of the room saying they were preserving the privacy of my son.

I was told I would be informed as the the findings of that interview and if found guilty again I could go to a judge for a further appeal.

They NEVER contacted me by mail or phone and now claim the time limit for a judge appeal has passed.

Bottom line,

no matter how much anguish their secret process may inspire in me the only wrong that I fault anyone for is keeping my son in an emotional box that denied him the ability to even talk to his parents about the secret at school. He has now been wetting the bed nightly which was something that had seemed to pass almost a year ago.

I will speak to the superintendent and leave the principal, who could only make things worse with her peculiar ideas, tropes and gambits, out of it.