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Did another parent ever tell you something about your child that you didn’t know?

13.06.2025 00:05

Did another parent ever tell you something about your child that you didn’t know?

My son and his (late) friend were very close.

(she walks over)

ME: Okay, little one, tell me what is going on?

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CHARGE NURSE: Above all, his mother remarried again, and her new husband wants no doings with xxxx. In fact, as you can see, the instructions… (handing paperwork over)

PRINCIPAL: You’ve raised your son very well.

OFFICER: likewise here too, your son defended a helpless child. And he said, he would do it again!

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**** Terry’s husband, he was distraught. It was very difficult for him but he wanted his wife removed from life support, which I agreed, she was beyond brain dead. The original Physician and Neurologist had already stated, there were no use for prolonging the life via machines, she was not going to recover. It was TERRY’S PARENTS that overrode her husband’s decision, portrayed him as a “bad, terrible, awful man”. It was heart-breaking enough to find your loved one that sustained a medical issue and no one is able to “save”.

SON: (walking up and talking to him)

While my son walked to school, this child took a regular bus that had a wheel chair lift.

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ME: Well, that’s good to hear but why are the cops here?

We decide to let them be, the Personnel wanted me to meet a young adult (Terry Schiavo) - to which later caused wild “unrealistic” media and court lingerings. Due to her parents, I was imposed the Gag-Order and BARRED from seeing their daughter, to disclose anything to anyone about their daughter’s condition! *** see notes below for more information. (See Wiki below)

SON: Merry Christmas! Santa accidentally left your present at my house!

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Right then and there; My son then stood up, right there, in front of the School’s Director (Senior Pastor), the Principal, School Nurse, and the Administrator Director in the classroom:

ME: ______????__________

That child was buried in a casket with the train right next to him where my son put it! We were the ONLY ONES at the “on site” burial! No services, No nothing! But they did permit my son to give the final “blessings” before he was buried.

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ME: yeah

SON: They had to take a report after I told the Principal what that other school I went to before you pulled me out and put me here about how the Teachers and Principal there did nothing about it! Because they did nothing, I did something about it!

Principal: Ma’am? This is the mother of the boy that defended your son!

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SON: Remember on (day) , the In-Service Day?

ME: Okay, we shall do that.

(returned back after the rounds were complete - entered into xxxx’s room)

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XXXXX: (recognizes my son’s voice) squeals and gurgles

ME: ________????__________!!!________

MOTHER: It’s also of calm assurance that your son will not tolerate anyone bullying my son!

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And those who’ve asked, did Terry’s parents ever truly realize their daughter was gone? YES! AND THEY KNEW IT! They were using their daughter to milk every single dollar that they gained from it!

Then one day, the bus driver had to pull over to the parking lot! The kids had toppled over his wheelchair and basically kicked him and punched him. My son was so upset by this that he went into the bus and helped this kid back on his wheelchair (but his wheel chair was broken so they had to carry the child and the wheelchair out so his mother can bring him another wheelchair (manual which meant someone has to push him around).

At that time the child’s mother was having him pulled from school, at the same time I had enrolled my son to a private school. The word got around that a young 3rd grader boy beat the two 4th grader and a 5th grader to a pulp because of what they did to the “crippled” boy!

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ME: You?

DEPUTY: And that being stated is a serious offense, a serious criminal offense!

XXXX: (responds very weakly with squeals)

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He left them there in the woods! Never mind to the fact that a rain storm came down (5 inches of hard rain). They were bound, bloodied and super-soaked in addition to numerous mosquito bites!

ME: That’s enough! I have heard about it!

The long battle was actually a waste of everyone’s time! As soon as the life support was finally awarded, Terry finally passed! Her OWN husband could not even attend his wife’s funeral! The people were truly being unrealistic, and unfair towards her husband! He was NOT a “murderer” or “every single negative thing” that Terry’s parents tried to drum up!

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OFFICER: I cannot believe that Principal had that “I don’t give a damn” attitude. Just acknowledge that to quote and unquote “a couple of students had some quirks about a child in a wheel chair which wasn’t a serious offense”.

My son decided to “teach them a lesson” since the Principal never suspended or even punished them! In fact, that Principal basically didn’t give a flip about disabled students!

ME: Are you sure it is him?

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SON: Mom? We need to go to K-Bee’s or ToysRUs. I’m buying him a train, so when he goes, he can be buried with it!

ME: Yes, the boy in the wheelchair, the one who has paralysis?

I then went to the Nurse’s Station and they told me that the disease had spread and he’s not expected to live for another month or less. He can no longer talk, and is no longer able to eat or drink, so the Doctors expects him to pass soon. Then I asked, “When does his parents come out?”

My son overheard some kids (punks actually) about how they “tortured” the crippled boy and were laughing about it. While my son told the Principal, the Principal was fully aware of it, but just merely “scolded” the boys. (In other words, it wasn’t even a “slap” on the hand!)

My son knew who did it (because they were all bragging).

SON: (rips it open) AWESOME! You got a train! Let me get it out for you!

PRINCIPAL: Your son is a great person! Since he did report it to the Principal, and I did confirm that via the recorded (phone) conversation.

ME: Oh?

I am the one that beat those three horrible boys to the pulp! I am the one who took their shoe strings and tied them up. I am the one who left them out in the rain storm where they got soaked. All because the Principal there did not care and refused to punish those boys! If anyone here messes with him, they would have to get through me!

PS: The IRS got after them because there were money that wasn’t accounted for and the funds they had received, a lot of it had “disappeared”!

I was virtually clueless of what all was going on.

ME: _______!!!!! (somewhat upset and a bit angry, especially when the child needs his mother the most!)

Once I arrived there, the Principal stood there smiling, along with 2 Officers, one a deputy and the other a Police. My son had just finished giving witness reports and testimony to the Officers, they were going to turn it over to the State Attorney for prosecution.

We departed and since I had other engagements, on December 23rd, My son came with a present. He wrapped it up himself.

XXXX: squealing with delight

SON: (removed the train out of the box, puts the batteries in) It’s awesome! Watch this…

I turned to glance over her, and she just nodded her head and said: “Utterly cold! No involvement with the child whatsoever! Dispose of at once! Doesn’t care… Doesn’t…” (immediately quiets when my son comes back)

Well, I didn’t know my son did that, I just heard the rumor fly around that a boy had beaten up the boys that were a problem to the disabled student that was wheel chair dependent. Then I got a phone call from the Principal requesting me to get to the School as soon as possible,

My son carried his present, marched to the long hallway, and to xxx’s room. The Nurses and Staff Personnel saw this and all came with us and we just stood back and observed.

ME: (Glancing down to read it) Once becomes deceased, cremation, ashes to be disposed of in a dumpster. No memorial. No Service. No plaques.

Then my son approached us and said “I think xxxx went home.”

ME: Let’s go and see him after these rounds here.

SON: (picks up a Train book and reads to him)

ME: Please call me if he’s not expecting to live much longer, we will be here!

XXX: is just squealing with delight!

The child’s Mother then came into scene, she had to pick her son up from school for Doctor’s appointments.

CHARGE NURSE: Haven’t! They just dumped him at the hospital where the hospital could no longer take care of him and was turned over to us. The mother signed it all over to the appointed lawyer, she has not seen her son in 3 or 4 years (scrambling to look at the records) , correction, 5 years!

DEPUTY: We have that conversation logged and documented

SON: Yup! And I will do it again if they mess with (xxxxx) again!

Of note, there’s no tombstone either, just a grave marker! Until almost 9 years later, my son raised enough money to get a simple “headstone”. Which has the child’s name, Date of Birth and Date of Death insomuch the Funeral Home themselves provided at no cost - a Steam engine train etched.

When I had the Hospice / Nursing Home Ministries; my son also participated since we also had children and young teens in Hospice.

DEPUTY: Ma’am, we’ve taken your son’s report including what he had did and done, rest assured he will not be charged.

SON: Hey (xxxx)!

The primary reason why Terry’s parents ordered a gag-order upon those who already KNEW Terry’s situation - that included all personnel in that Hospice location, Volunteers, Medical Personnel (who treated her beforehand). We could not state a word to ANYONE about her state! We knew the truth but Terry’s parents were in it for the Money and Attention!

One day, my son came to me and said “(xxx) is in Hospice! Nurse said he’s not expected to live for another month!”

XXXX: squealing

Since the school has an “In Service Day” program, my son learned these three boys would be there, so he went hiding in the woods, calling for one at time and he beat them up to a pulp and better yet, took shoe strings off their shoes and tied their legs together with their hands tied behind their backs!

My son was a bit sadden. The Nurse then brought the train and said “Keep this, a reminder of your friend.” My son then said “No! He’s to be buried with it!” The other Nurse said “He’s to be cremated” until another Staff said “Change of plans on that, he’s to be buried. I’m calling xxxx Funeral Home to come pick up the body. There won’t be any services though.”

The Nurse went to check and then walked out and nodding her head - he expired.

CHARGE NURSE: Truly, you are the most caring people!

ME: _________!

(long pause)

The mother introduced her son to the class and explaining to them what his disabilities were. And she also added that the Public School where he was attending to was causing problems.

ME: Why thank you, it’s tough, but I am very fair!

SON: Yes!

SON: Well, I’m the guy who went over to beat those three boys up and tied them!

After a few weeks at his new school. My son was shocked to see the boy attending to that school, insomuch, he was in his class.

SON: You know (xxxxx)?

XXXX: (with all of his power) squealed with delight!

SON: (standing there proudly)

For about 10 minutes, my son’s pushing the buttons and the train will whistle, horn will blow, the chug-a-lugs would be heard.

SON: Here, let me open it for you!

I already had my son enrolled to a Private Christian (Strict) School.

SON: Yes, the one that the three boys destroyed his wheelchair, beat him up, calling him names…

My son knew his time wasn’t much longer, and insomuch he could tell that xxx was becoming tired. His breathing was becoming labored. My son tucked his train beside him and said “I will be here” and read him his train books, all over again.

SON: Well, I waited in the woods, called for each one, and beat them up to a pulp, took their shoe laces and tied them up and left them there in the rain storm! It was the only way that I could defend (xxxx) when he was defenseless! I told the school that, if anyone tries anything funny, they will have to get by through me first!

31 years ago, when my son was in school; there was this child who was paraplegic and had to use a motorized wheelchair. He was also mobility constrained (which means he cannot use his arms normally, and is limited in movements).

It was because of TERRY’S PARENTS → the long term ministry had to be “shut down” and discontinued! Were the local Ministers and Clergies upset about it? Absolutely! Not just the ministers, but also the residents, and personnel! It was beyond “childish” of Terry’s parents!

ME: Thank you!

MOTHER: Am I ever so grateful for you and especially your son! It’s also wonderful to know your son is in most of his classes here at this school.

ME: And what did you do?