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Post by Chris on Aug 17, 2016 0:21:56 GMT
I'm curious to know just how many of us Monarchians were victims of childhood bullying and abuse at the hands of peers (other kids) as well as teachers and faculty members at the respective schools we attended.
I've been asked to help kickstart a local non profit anti-bullying organization and part of the work I've been hired to do is document some horrendous abuse that a small kindergarten age child had to suffer through; physically as well as psychologically and how the school was complicit in that they did absolutely nothing to try to stop the bully.
Its triggered a whirlwind of emotions in me and brought up some terrible memories from my childhood.
Of course, I'm not unique or special in that there are COUNTLESS children who have suffered the same sort of thing.
I want to open up this thread for a discussion on how bullying effects us from childhood on into adulthood and how this relates to mind control.
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Post by Montblanc on Aug 17, 2016 1:33:58 GMT
At kindergarten since 3, by other kids and by one of the teachers that worked there during my frequency years. I was scrawny, smaller and quiet, bordering on autism. So there were these two kids who thought it was funny to push me around and mess with me, just stupid kid stuff nothing really dangerous thankfully. Afterwards I learned to keep bullies away and from bothering me, even bullied some myself during my rage against the world years, something I'm not proud of since those guys didn't actually deserved it but I guess when you're filled with pent up rage against everything, you end up doing the same stupid shit that was done to you.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Aug 17, 2016 1:50:08 GMT
I had a good time with peers in school until middle school happened. I was popular in elementary school. I was in lots of plays and got the starring roles. I could just be me happily and kids liked me for who I was. Then middle school happened. I got bullied in middle school because those were the years where girls were supposed to start wearing designer clothes and makeup and looking girly and I never hit that phase until way later, even though I hit puberty and developed early. I wasn't interested in being sexy or trendy or anything. I was always daydreaming. I wore cargo shorts and band t-shirts to school. It didn't go over well in the upper class suburbia I was a part of. High school was better. Middle school was hell. HELL. And none of the teachers cared. They were so pathetic, they were trying to be cool with the popular kids too even though they were like in their thirties. Even my best teachers were guilty of that shit.
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Post by Montblanc on Aug 17, 2016 2:17:59 GMT
Teachers are often tools of the system, makes me think schools are actually meant to punish those who refuse the kool-aid. In my high-school even the teachers themselves were liable to be bullied by students if they tried to stop it directly, and another school in the same area was actually worse, then you have these tool teachers who act like Caylus described.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 3:50:39 GMT
very minor stuff... would never call myself "liked"....had random people who seemed to enjoy my presence in the cliche circles....but very much a loner....*weird guy*
Teachers....heh....some of us had an unspoken agreement....leave me be, you'll get the work. some were friendly....couple looked to me to double check their answers (funny stories)
*shrug* wrote out some other stuff, just sounded like braggin so deleted. Been left be....
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Post by Chris on Aug 17, 2016 4:16:43 GMT
One incident that my employer shared with me was that her son, when he was 5 years old, began 1st grade at a very prestigious (and expensive) private Catholic school; after already suffering extremely brutal assaults from another child during the summer between kindergarten and 1st. The mother had notified the school after being advised by the local police department so that the faculty could make sure that this bully was kept away from her child or at least kept an eye on. She didn't receive a response for over a month and finally got an email back from the head mistress of the school saying, "this happened on YOUR watch, have a nice summer". Nothing was done to keep this bully away from her child but rather her son was lied about by his teacher; being told that he was the problem, that he was exhibiting all these problematic behaviors and that he was just seeking attention. One day the mom had sent the little boy to school with a note that just said, simply, "Mommy loves you" and his teacher took the note away from him and ripped it up and threw it away and told him, "Your mom knows NOTHING". When the mother took the matter to the school board she started getting slandered all over social media and in actual real life social circles basically accusing her of being mentally unstable, spreading malicious lies and accusations against well-respected and renowned faculty members and that she was an unfit parent. It gets pretty fucking insane what all this little boy went through but eventually he got to the point that he became suicidal AT THE AGE OF 6 YEARS OLD and received psychiatric treatment. What I'm getting at is how these teachers protect the bullies and begin to essentially target the parents, not to mention further victimize and demonize the children actually being bullied, making THEM out to be the problem, etc, etc. This isn't as unusual or uncommon as it might sound either. I uncovered a startling 'operation' of sorts at a small town rural school district that definitely involved fraudulent documents being forged to get certain teachers and faculty members positions, gangstalking, keyloggers on the computers of certain parents of victimized children and a very possible sex trade op going on. That is a tale for another time but I still have evidence and turned it over to the feds but I was blackballed by the administration of the school, slandered and made to appear crazy. Not to mention by 12 year old little brother who is a student there was targeted and had someone literally run him off the road when he was on his bike and then followed home. One very important piece to the puzzle that I will get to later is this: www.region10.org/r10website/assets/File/Dyslexia%202014%20Englishwtabs%208%2014%202014.pdfThis "Dyslexia Plan" that all schools in Texas have adopted and what it entails. If you really dig into it there's some pretty nefarious shit that it allows once a child is branded as dyslexic. However, the majority of the symptoms or signs of dyslexia that result in a diagnosis are actually symptoms that a child who has been severely abused, bullied or victimized would exhibit. "I. DEFINITION OF DYSLEXIA As defined in Texas Education Code §38.003 (1) “Dyslexia” means a disorder of constitutional origin manifested by a difficulty in learning to read, write, or spell, despite conventional instruction, adequate intelligence, and sociocultural opportunity. (2) “Related disorders” includes disorders similar to or related to dyslexia such as developmental auditory imperception, dysphasia, specific developmental dyslexia, developmental dysgraphia, and developmental spelling disability. The definition of the International Dyslexia Association states: Dyslexia is a specific learning disability that is neurological in origin. It is characterized by difficulties with accurate and/or fluent word recognition and by poor spelling and decoding abilities. These difficulties typically result from a deficit in the phonological component of language that is often unexpected in relation to other cognitive abilities and the provision of effective classroom instruction. Secondary consequences may include problems in reading comprehension and reduced reading experience that can impede growth of vocabulary and background knowledge. (Adopted by the International Dyslexia Board of Directors, November 12, 2002). The primary difficulties of a student identified as having dyslexia occur in phonemic awareness and manipulation, single-word decoding, reading fluency, and spelling. Secondary consequences of dyslexia may include difficulties in reading comprehension and/or written expression. These difficulties are unexpected for the student’s age, educational level, or cognitive abilities. Additionally, there is often a family history of similar difficulties" Once a child is branded as dyslexic they are closely monitored throughout the rest of their student career. My theory is that the bullying is done to break the student down as early as possible to get them to exhibit these signs of dyslexia so that they can be entered into these State funded programs which mean more funding for the schools which adopt these kinds of programs.
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Post by Montblanc on Aug 17, 2016 4:55:46 GMT
One incident that my employer shared with me was that her son, when he was 5 years old, began 1st grade at a very prestigious (and expensive) private Catholic school; after already suffering extremely brutal assaults from another child during the summer between kindergarten and 1st. The mother had notified the school after being advised by the local police department so that the faculty could make sure that this bully was kept away from her child or at least kept an eye on. She didn't receive a response for over a month and finally got an email back from the head mistress of the school saying, "this happened on YOUR watch, have a nice summer". Nothing was done to keep this bully away from her child but rather her son was lied about by his teacher; being told that he was the problem, that he was exhibiting all these problematic behaviors and that he was just seeking attention. One day the mom had sent the little boy to school with a note that just said, simply, "Mommy loves you" and his teacher took the note away from him and ripped it up and threw it away and told him, "Your mom knows NOTHING". When the mother took the matter to the school board she started getting slandered all over social media and in actual real life social circles basically accusing her of being mentally unstable, spreading malicious lies and accusations against well-respected and renowned faculty members and that she was an unfit parent. It gets pretty fucking insane what all this little boy went through but eventually he got to the point that he became suicidal AT THE AGE OF 6 YEARS OLD and received psychiatric treatment. What I'm getting at is how these teachers protect the bullies and begin to essentially target the parents, not to mention further victimize and demonize the children actually being bullied, making THEM out to be the problem, etc, etc. This isn't as unusual or uncommon as it might sound either. I uncovered a startling 'operation' of sorts at a small town rural school district that definitely involved fraudulent documents being forged to get certain teachers and faculty members positions, gangstalking, keyloggers on the computers of certain parents of victimized children and a very possible sex trade op going on. That is a tale for another time but I still have evidence and turned it over to the feds but I was blackballed by the administration of the school, slandered and made to appear crazy. Not to mention by 12 year old little brother who is a student there was targeted and had someone literally run him off the road when he was on his bike and then followed home. One very important piece to the puzzle that I will get to later is this: www.region10.org/r10website/assets/File/Dyslexia%202014%20Englishwtabs%208%2014%202014.pdfThis "Dyslexia Plan" that all schools in Texas have adopted and what it entails. If you really dig into it there's some pretty nefarious shit that it allows once a child is branded as dyslexic. However, the majority of the symptoms or signs of dyslexia that result in a diagnosis are actually symptoms that a child who has been severely abused, bullied or victimized would exhibit. "I. DEFINITION OF DYSLEXIA As defined in Texas Education Code §38.003 (1) “Dyslexia” means a disorder of constitutional origin manifested by a difficulty in learning to read, write, or spell, despite conventional instruction, adequate intelligence, and sociocultural opportunity. (2) “Related disorders” includes disorders similar to or related to dyslexia such as developmental auditory imperception, dysphasia, specific developmental dyslexia, developmental dysgraphia, and developmental spelling disability. The definition of the International Dyslexia Association states: Dyslexia is a specific learning disability that is neurological in origin. It is characterized by difficulties with accurate and/or fluent word recognition and by poor spelling and decoding abilities. These difficulties typically result from a deficit in the phonological component of language that is often unexpected in relation to other cognitive abilities and the provision of effective classroom instruction. Secondary consequences may include problems in reading comprehension and reduced reading experience that can impede growth of vocabulary and background knowledge. (Adopted by the International Dyslexia Board of Directors, November 12, 2002). The primary difficulties of a student identified as having dyslexia occur in phonemic awareness and manipulation, single-word decoding, reading fluency, and spelling. Secondary consequences of dyslexia may include difficulties in reading comprehension and/or written expression. These difficulties are unexpected for the student’s age, educational level, or cognitive abilities. Additionally, there is often a family history of similar difficulties" Once a child is branded as dyslexic they are closely monitored throughout the rest of their student career. My theory is that the bullying is done to break the student down as early as possible to get them to exhibit these signs of dyslexia so that they can be entered into these State funded programs which mean more funding for the schools which adopt these kinds of programs. That's just right off the bat sick, I never got things like that happen to me or others I was aware of at any of the schools I went to, all public, but maybe there's something definitely sinister going in american schools. I mean, certainly I have heard of similar cases happen in the country I live in, both in public and private schools, thankully not where I went to, nor at the times of my frequencies.
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Post by Chris on Aug 17, 2016 5:14:03 GMT
Mont, I'm curious to run something else by you.
People say that children are the lifeblood of a nation.
I gave a lot of thought trying to pin point the ROOT of the dis-ease in my country, in America in particular, and if children are the blood then where does the blood constantly circulate though?
The heart.
But it's pumped through the inner chambers of the heart in particular so where would these inner chambers be, symbolically?
Where do children go just about every other day, throughout their whole student career, where they are virtually unseen by others except for their peers? Where they are 'hidden'?
Locker rooms.
I for one had the most traumatic experiences in the school locker rooms that followed me throughout my childhood on into adulthood and not only the things I suffered but what I was exposed to and seen happen to other kids.
Now tell me this. If I'm expected to work some 40+ hour, 9-5 job in some wage slavery economy where I have to bust my ass all day long, say I work in construction or perhaps some kind of manual labor or warehouse type job where I'm getting hot and sweaty and stinky and just all around unpleasant to the senses;
I don't have a point where I get completely naked in front of all my peers to change clothes for one hour and then go back and get completely naked again to change back into my regular clothes just so I can freshen up and stay clean and sanitary.
Why are children and teens expected to do this every other day in P.E.?
And we wonder where this hypersexualization of the youth happens so we blame the media and pop culture and people argue and shout about transgendered kids and locker rooms and shit but fail to point out that it is absurd that these locker rooms exist at all.
I get that there shouldn't be any adult surveillance or supervision because of pedophiles and whatnot but what if we had at least auditory surveillance so that when a kid is screaming and crying because some bullies are trying to anally rape him (or her) with a mop or broomstick when that child victim goes to the authorities you can hear the bullies hooting and hollering and be able to at least identify who the perps are and validate the childs testimony instead of a "dont ask, dont tell, dont look..its just a right of passage..you're just too weak..its a part of life..develop a backbone..hazing is perfectly normal and acceptable" type mentality that permeates this society and has saturated it for decades.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Aug 17, 2016 5:24:10 GMT
I never got any of the physical abuse. I got the feeling I was just sort of a joke in high school. I went out for student body, you know the election thing, and I lost by a landslide despite giving a great speech. There was also the sort of ASB thing where you can just apply with the teachers and the inner circle or whatever, but even though I was super active in school activities back then they never choose me. I became heavily disillusioned. My math teacher whom I liked and trusted back then convinced me that "participating" in school events and stuff would make high school fun, but when I put my heart into it I was spurned and humiliated. That embittered me greatly. So the last half of 11th grade and all of 12th I became a totally different person.
I fell in with a totally different circle of friends, becoming a party girl, cutting classes, hanging out with bad boys who'd already graduated, smoking cigarettes and pot at my friend's mansion in malibu, all of that stuff. I had friends over at my house constantly, my mom had few boundaries with me, I became one of the "cool kids" because my efforts at putting my heart into "school spirit" weren't really me at all. It was like trying to be one of those perky cheerful girls, was really just pretending to be somebody who I was not. I was a dark brooding crazy maniacal and jaded kid back then, and I had intense friends, I was intense. It was easier for me when I stopped pretending. And I was happier. Though, I did my fair share of shit.
Some of the teachers got worried about me (unlike middle school, I actually had plenty of good teachers who genuinely cared for their students) and I was called into the counselors office a few times but I hated and distrusted psychologists of any kind and just lied so they'd let me leave.
My dad got pancreatic cancer when I was in 12th grade and passed away halfway through the school year. That whole time I pretty much was in denial, barely in school at all, doing LSD - shrooms - raving - lol - idk. I did a lot of soul searching and shit too. Projection, fell in love with a bad boy maybe in absentia of my father. I was the black sheep of my AP classes, where I got good grades on essays and failed other stuff which I simply didn't turn in. I made up a bunch of excuses for stuff I didn't want to have to bother with, for example I didn't want to participate in my drama class showcase so I used my father's illness as an excuse. The truth is I was fucking so bitter about a bunch of shit. I just wanted to go all out. Back then I had no spirituality and the reality of death just sort of made me feel existentially both blank and driven. I don't know how to describe it. I will say I had very intense relationships with my friends. It was almost like family. I have almost all of that senior year on video. I was always filming stuff.
They only let me graduate because I'd been a good student in AP classes and I was dealing with the death of my father. But man I had so many unexcused absences. I showed up late to graduation rehearsal coming down from the acid of the night before. Lol.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 6:28:07 GMT
hell of a story K....
applause, hug and laughter
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Post by Montblanc on Aug 17, 2016 6:29:44 GMT
Mont, I'm curious to run something else by you. People say that children are the lifeblood of a nation. I gave a lot of thought trying to pin point the ROOT of the dis-ease in my country, in America in particular, and if children are the blood then where does the blood constantly circulate though? The heart. But it's pumped through the inner chambers of the heart in particular so where would these inner chambers be, symbolically? Where do children go just about every other day, throughout their whole student career, where they are virtually unseen by others except for their peers? Where they are 'hidden'? Locker rooms. I for one had the most traumatic experiences in the school locker rooms that followed me throughout my childhood on into adulthood and not only the things I suffered but what I was exposed to and seen happen to other kids. Now tell me this. If I'm expected to work some 40+ hour, 9-5 job in some wage slavery economy where I have to bust my ass all day long, say I work in construction or perhaps some kind of manual labor or warehouse type job where I'm getting hot and sweaty and stinky and just all around unpleasant to the senses; I don't have a point where I get completely naked in front of all my peers to change clothes for one hour and then go back and get completely naked again to change back into my regular clothes just so I can freshen up and stay clean and sanitary. Why are children and teens expected to do this every other day in P.E.? And we wonder where this hypersexualization of the youth happens so we blame the media and pop culture and people argue and shout about transgendered kids and locker rooms and shit but fail to point out that it is absurd that these locker rooms exist at all. I get that there shouldn't be any adult surveillance or supervision because of pedophiles and whatnot but what if we had at least auditory surveillance so that when a kid is screaming and crying because some bullies are trying to anally rape him (or her) with a mop or broomstick when that child victim goes to the authorities you can hear the bullies hooting and hollering and be able to at least identify who the perps are and validate the childs testimony instead of a "dont ask, dont tell, dont look..its just a right of passage..you're just too weak..its a part of life..develop a backbone..hazing is perfectly normal and acceptable" type mentality that permeates this society and has saturated it for decades. Well about construction working, I've done that and it's far from being wage slavery, even for non-specialized workers, just to get that clear. About locker rooms, in the schools I went to the gyms were conceptualized in a straightforward manner, such that no large physical separation existed between the gym's field and the locker rooms. Our teachers usually visited the locker rooms or stayed outside until the class was done with showering and dressing, and a janitor or more was always posted at the gym's entrance, which was in the same corridor as the locker rooms. I remember one PE teacher from a class that shared the gym with mine for PE classes who actually used to enter the girls locker room after classes, he got warnings and stopped doing it. I also played team sports, both in school and in registred clubs, I played as a federated (official competition) indoor soccer goalkeeper for 4 seasons in 3 different teams. While on school it was mostly with classmates and, or, acquaintances from other classes and years, on clubs it was mostly with strangers, except for 2 years that I played for my town's club and the team was mostly comprised of childhood friends of mine. So, when I first moved out of elementary school it was strange as hell, because even though I practiced gymnastics and had PE in elementary school, back then we didn't use locker rooms for showering afterwards. Of course over time the strangeness faded, having been part of some very united, usually friendly classes I didn't felt any kind of distrust towards my classmates. Outsutside of school, well when you're part of a team and there's a common goal that requires every teammate's effort there's just a natural collective bond that develops between each other, you learn to trust and read people in the most unimaginable ways, because it becomes part of your job. The things you describe are very serious, thankfully none of it was part of my already though childhood and adolescence, and I never saw it happening around me in the school environment. Mind that I went through school at a time in which being gay would ellicit all sorts of negative reactions, being an assumed gay at school would write you off any human-like social interaction. Maybe those bad things happened around me at school and I was simply unaware of it. But to me it seems like a cultural issue, one that's obviously aggravated in american society where the "though guy culture" is seen as the apex of social development by a society that hates weakness, and believes that the only way to get rid of that weakness is to enforce a law of the jungle culture mixed with standardized behaviour policies. Does it work, it did on every fascist society, and it will excel in producing a vast army of ignorant brutes at the expense of alienating the sensitive types who are already a minority everywhere around the world. Having guns freely passing around might help, but to me these things are the reason why the USA is the first nation on earth in terms of school shootings, and school related incidents that end with deaths, and that are perpetrated by students. Then everyone goes straight at the throats of the weirdos who did it, their parents, even videogames, cartoons, whatever the fuck can be pulled out of a talking head's ass is used to justify how the perpetrators were just sickos who should've just hanged themselves if they hated the world so much. Of course some students will eventually spill the beans about the abuse these people suffered and how the fact no one of importance did anything to stop it might have contributed to a tragic ending. At least now it's talked about at least, after I don't know how many events. An example from my country, a few years ago there was a kid who was a victim of bullying in school, this kid was 10-12 then, everyday he was beaten and verbally abused at school by a well known group of ruffians about his age too. The school obviously knew because you can't hide something like that when it goes on everyday, and because I doubt the kid's behaviour didn't show all the telling signs, and it's ironic since most pedos here are caught because their victims schools' get wind of changes in behaviour , which are likely similar. So one day this kid makes his mind that he's had enough, so after school ends he runs for the outside but his brother asks what's wrong, and he just screams "I'm going to kill myself" in front of a group of students, and keeps running for the school gate. Later in that afternoon the kid's mother is notified by the local police that her son had jumped from a bridge, thrown himself to the river, and drowned. To this day nothing changed for that family, the school denied all knowledge of the situation, denied that any bullying took place at school grounds, and of course, none of the critters who drove that kid to such despair were prosecuted. So you see, while it looks indeed worse in your country it's certainly the same bs everywhere in world, because whole generations were raised with the premise that's ok, even desirable to hate what's different, because societies can't deal in a rational manner with their deepest entrenched fears, and one generation passes it's mind-viruses over to the next, everytime a few souls hoping that the number that was saved is greater. Meanwhile, on the adult arena, the ones who have the greatest power to, at least, help prefer to let the show continue, maybe even sponsoring it, while patting each other on their backs and saying "see they are all savages, if not for us, handling the important stuff, where would they be".
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Post by Montblanc on Aug 17, 2016 6:50:44 GMT
I never got any of the physical abuse. I got the feeling I was just sort of a joke in high school. I went out for student body, you know the election thing, and I lost by a landslide despite giving a great speech. There was also the sort of ASB thing where you can just apply with the teachers and the inner circle or whatever, but even though I was super active in school activities back then they never choose me. I became heavily disillusioned. My math teacher whom I liked and trusted back then convinced me that "participating" in school events and stuff would make high school fun, but when I put my heart into it I was spurned and humiliated. That embittered me greatly. So the last half of 11th grade and all of 12th I became a totally different person. I fell in with a totally different circle of friends, becoming a party girl, cutting classes, hanging out with bad boys who'd already graduated, smoking cigarettes and pot at my friend's mansion in malibu, all of that stuff. I had friends over at my house constantly, my mom had few boundaries with me, I became one of the "cool kids" because my efforts at putting my heart into "school spirit" weren't really me at all. It was like trying to be one of those perky cheerful girls, was really just pretending to be somebody who I was not. I was a dark brooding crazy maniacal and jaded kid back then, and I had intense friends, I was intense. It was easier for me when I stopped pretending. And I was happier. Though, I did my fair share of shit. Some of the teachers got worried about me (unlike middle school, I actually had plenty of good teachers who genuinely cared for their students) and I was called into the counselors office a few times but I hated and distrusted psychologists of any kind and just lied so they'd let me leave. My dad got pancreatic cancer when I was in 12th grade and passed away halfway through the school year. That whole time I pretty much was in denial, barely in school at all, doing LSD - shrooms - raving - lol - idk. I did a lot of soul searching and shit too. Projection, fell in love with a bad boy maybe in absentia of my father. I was the black sheep of my AP classes, where I got good grades on essays and failed other stuff which I simply didn't turn in. I made up a bunch of excuses for stuff I didn't want to have to bother with, for example I didn't want to participate in my drama class showcase so I used my father's illness as an excuse. The truth is I was fucking so bitter about a bunch of shit. I just wanted to go all out. Back then I had no spirituality and the reality of death just sort of made me feel existentially both blank and driven. I don't know how to describe it. I will say I had very intense relationships with my friends. It was almost like family. I have almost all of that senior year on video. I was always filming stuff. They only let me graduate because I'd been a good student in AP classes and I was dealing with the death of my father. But man I had so many unexcused absences. I showed up late to graduation rehearsal coming down from the acid of the night before. Lol. You know, aside from giving up from being a serious student since 5th grade, I only did all the crazy party, drugs, booze, hanging out after high-school. It's not that I didn't want, I simply didn't care. My older brother who's 4 years my senior was your typical hot stuff badboy, good at sports, until a bad injury made him quit, hanged around the cool crew, started smoking and doing drugs at 12, started going out for late partying at 14. So my dad was, more then, a strict man, who actually had a good life growing up full of freedom, and he always took it on me, because he was always late catching on to my brother's shenanigans. I used to think it was so unfair that I wasn't allowed to do anything, sometimes money was the reason, because he didn't seem to care much about my grades, and that's part of the reason I gave up on school, but always cared on pushing his rules on me. I also used to envy my brother because my dad used to take him on fishing trips, to the stadium for soccer matches, you know parent-child activities, but with me he never seemed to want to spend his time. So when I got out of school, witout any prospect of going to uni, I just started working and after 6 months into the job market, peer pressure, and an entire life of frustration got me a ticket to partyland, some true friendships (brotherhood level), and substance abuse.
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Post by ben on Aug 17, 2016 20:28:42 GMT
In my own experience it takes a suicide-attempt for any institution to "recognize" a problem and not ignore or hush it up.
Sad reality. Schools especially have to maintain a spotless public image, mainly due to funding from outside sources.
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