How many of you have had your parental rights taken away because of lies and no truth whatsoever, and did you prove the lies that were told about you to be false either through drug testing or another way, but still had your rights taken?
07.06.2025 01:58
He had to confirm with me if there were any truth to this “comment” that my sister made of “being thrown into a dumpster”. I told him, “yeah, she really believed she was born in a dumpster in spite of everyone telling her she was born in a hospital.”
I am telling you, this Old Man was a SAINT! Even the simple games, my son was failing, badly! He then told me to go buy a console and get Super Mario Bros! I told him ‘YOU ARE NUTS!’ He assured me to buy it and HE will play with my son for a couple hours WITH him.
However, my son didn’t want the duct tape to be removed. It was his “pride and joy”. The next level was “video games”. That takes a lot of focus and coordination with hand and eye! Trust me, my son was so frustrated he DESTROYED the first console I brought (it only lasted maybe 2 weeks before he grabbed a hammer and destroyed it out of frustration).
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This is where it gets really weird:
He calls, she says “hello” then disconnected the line, twice.
Apparently everyone had retired, so this was a new arena of “people”.
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This Psychiatrist then said “Is your sister Black?” She said “NO, she’s white.” He then said “I am at the house Ma’am, and I have 2 black couples who are absolutely clueless who you are, and you filed a complaint about your sister’s house being ….” She disconnected the line.
He asked her again, where was the front door? Which she replied “At the front of the house.”
All 4 of them were dejected, defeated, and they had to mark the case “CLOSED”
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DCF/HRS - and with additional new “CPI”. All 4 investigators were there, they forced themselves into my home, and 2 Deputies also arrived.
Then my sister got married, and the “complaints” had waned off. In addition, me moving out of State actually gave “everyone a break” from her idiosyncratic reporting.
It was a school day off, but the Teacher/Instructor/Tutor was there working with my son on his math.
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She reported me for “child neglect”
I was fostering 2 deaf children, a boy and a girl. Their mother died, and their father was back in jail again.
They talked to him, and asked him about school, as he said “It’s okay, I like it very much.” They were really pressuring on his “education”. So I told them to call the School themselves.
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It was really heart-breaking, I could see his point, that my sister would cause problems for those two as after all, that’s all I’ve been having was her inference with my own son! Thankfully, this DCF/HRS/CPI fellow knew sign language (his grandmother was deaf).
He called my sister on her Blackberry phone (yes, they have that information).
House was ‘deplorable’, ‘hoarding’, ‘unsanitary’, etc
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I then phoned the Judge, told him “she did it again” and he was pissed, ordering the speaker phone on, and he blasted the DCF/HRS/CPI and told them if they even touched the child, he would order them to be arrested for kidnapping and endangering a special needs child.
I didn’t really get a chance to see the report, I only faxed it and the papers were returned back to the Case Worker / Investigator.
He stated, “I am in receipt of a complaint filed by you (my sister) and I would like to ask some questions in order to possibility “help” her sister (me)
Her husband’s kids all had to put No Trespass warnings on her, she couldn’t go to their business or even bother them. Literally all contact was dropped. Except for their dad, they talked to him, they talked to me, they knew my own sister put me through “hell” multiple times!
He was doing so well, until one day, at the Holiday gathering (Easter) was when the HRS/DCF showed up!
At least by that time, my sister had filed 13 complaints total (Senior High and afterward → Married).
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Then the Psychiatrist suddenly boomed, “I’m going to call her right now, in that room, make sure the line is recorded.”
He phones her back 3 days later, early in the morning (she didn’t appreciate that) and he said “Ma’am, I need the layout of the house please!” She disconnected the line
TO GIVE YOU A GENERAL IDEA: Let’s pretend you love to wear MuMu, and legally, I didn’t like your MuMu, so I can call the DCF/HRS to complain that “You wear MuMus and in loud colors.” I can call, every single flipping day to complain about the outfits you wear! They can’t tell me to stop, and they are required to file a complaint → whether it was absurd or not! They are required to investigate regardless of the issue!
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The Hearing Impaired & Deaf Regional Director informed everyone that she was “wired” and wore a “hidden” camera (she wears glasses anyway) in her glasses.
My sister had never-ever been to my home/property
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My sister, which this part here was puzzling → when she reported “abortion”, I had just sustained a miscarriage (2nd one) and no one knew I was pregnant (not even myself)
At that time, after 7 reports. I finally put my foot down and demanded the revelation of the person who was calling me. They declined and stated “Privacy”, however I had Judges who were friends of mine; and yes, they were fully aware. I requested them to court order who the person was that was reporting. I was suspecting it was possibility of one teacher that she “presumed and assumed” was the one that got her fired! (No, it wasn’t me! I was already long gone, married. Eventually the teacher found out who actually got her fired and never ONCE apologized to me!) To my surprise it turned out it was my little sister!
I called for the 2 children to come forward and tried to make it very exciting. “THEY NOW HAVE A NEW PLACE TO GO TO FAR BETTER THAN HERE!” They really didn’t want to leave! He had to tell them what I said, they were going to a far better place. Because my son was in school (the kids were at home as both were battling with strep throat - which was a result of the class they were attending, just about all students in their class were home with strep throat).
Then the Psychiatrist proceeded with “I am not sure if we are in the right house? What is her address?” You could hear her rummaging through what sounded like “papers”, and she gave him the address.
Well one CPI Officer didn’t believe that he was a Judge, but both Deputies knew who this Judge was and said “Your Honor? The Sheriffs Department would like your permission to remove them from the premises.”
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The things that were reported:
In this meeting, the Central director asked me to draw my home, and place where everything was. So I drew my house, with Bedrooms, Florida Room, Porch, Kitchen, Utility Room, etc.
We then went into a different room where there was a “screen” (Movie Screen).
They really wanted to hug and say “bye” to their big brother. I then talked with the Guy, and asked “Why not let them stay here for a “Good by Pizza Party”. They can pack their stuff, and have a little party with cake. And this way, they can leave with a full tummy and no hard feelings and my son won’t feel left out, at least he would get a chance to say good bye.”
I did not lose my parental rights but I went through “Hell” all because of my little sister who had her finger on the phone buttons!
Because of HER reporting, I had to go actually see a Psychiatrist (of the DCF/HRS’s choice) and he was a bit concerned, all those “reports” were very puzzling (the stories). Since I was married at that time, just so everyone knows, I’ve had 11 pregnancies and only one live birth. 10 of the pregnancies were miscarriages.
Judge then said ‘NOT SO FAST!’ He ordered that the complaint be faxed to him immediately. (I had a fax machine.) The Deputy forced the complaint out of the DCF/HRS’s hands and I faxed it to him. The retired Judge then said “HER AGAIN?”
My sister displayed ‘jealousy’ towards me but yet, no one could figure it out (it wasn’t until about 17 years into the future we were able to find out in part)
She reported that my son was “dirty, unfed, and kept away from school”
Once my son came home, he wasn’t feeling well, I was hoping he didn’t catch the strep throat from them, but it turned out it was a very bad cold. It was really hard to tell my son that “they are moving on to a new place.” They went on to play video games (for the last time) and when the Pizza came, they practically devoured it, and the small cake. I let them eat their fill, so there wasn’t much of a cake left for me or him (ex) - husband. (He was at work and working overtime, due to multiple machinery issues. He was the big boss, so that day he worked for 28 hours - pretty much straight. He was the temporary “Big Boss”, and he had to stay, his job would be on the line.)
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The teacher stood up and said “I am one of his Teachers and he certainly is NOT missing school.” While this school program is accredited, however the HRS/DCF/CPI refuses to “acknowledge”! Well, there were talks of removing my son out of the home and placing him in an undisclosed place, and the teacher grabbed her Cellular phone and phoned the Principal and told him what was going on. That school system has 5 lawyers!
This is where the confusion surfaced. It was a school day off, but my son was still in school. He had to improve on his math.
He waits for about an hour and half, calls her back. She’s getting really annoyed, and he then informs her “I need to know the exact layout of your sister’s house, so we can have the personnel to search.” (No response.)
He didn’t have a problem with me adopting, he was seriously concerned about the welfare of the 2 deaf brother and sister. How much of a bad influence that my sister would be upon them. It was quite clear she was “anti-children”.
This was all going to be an “upcoming” surprise to my parents and to all relatives (including my sister)
I was in the process of adopting these 2 bubbly children. My son was looking forward being a “Big Brother”.
The line was recorded and he asked her some questions but first
The Psychologist then proceeded in acquisition of “records” because I had just graduated a little over 3 years ago from Senior High, my records would still be intact. The Judge signed that (it’s like a warrant, but it is not a warrant).
She reported that “her sister’s medical condition does not permit her to be a proper parent”
Central Director decided to try something “different”, while it was “out of their normal protocol” this is what he did:
They demanded everyone’s ID’s. And they were also taken back when she displayed the School Badge!
The (State) Central Director received “one complaint”, however, it was traced back to a phone booth. (FOR EVERYONE’S INFORMATION → THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS CALLING / REPORTING ANONYMOUSLY, THEY KNOW WHO YOU ARE EVEN THOUGH IT WAS DISCLOSED AS “ANONYMOUS REPORT”)
Asks her how she’s doing? And how her parents are doing? She responds, she’s fine, in school, and mom & dad were on vacation (traveling).
Again he went back to the “abortion”, and asked how she (my sister) would know if her sister (me) was even pregnant? Her reply was “I thought …”
I always knew my son struggled heavily on “hand-eye coordination” on top of his Dyslexia. One of the volunteers, this old man, decided to come over to my house (he lived nearby), 3–4 times a week, working with him for about an hour or two. Trust me, this guy has a patience of a SAINT!
He was becoming pissed, and said “Yes I know her bedroom is in the bedroom, but when I go inside, is her bedroom beyond? To the right? To the left?” She disconnected the call.
My sister and I have virtually “no contact”
He went so far to state “Have you ever been to her house?” → she disconnected the line.
What she didn’t know was I already knew she was reporting on just about all her husband’s kids, she had her finger on the REPORT BUTTON, literally speaking.
She then moved very quickly to ask her “Have you ever been over to her place? I hear she’s done a lot of work inside. Have you seen it?” She responded with “Never been over to her place since she got married.”
She went on to ask her “Do you ever talk to her (me)?” She said “NO.”
He wasn’t going to school
My son had almost finished his school work for the day, he now was struggling with math. The woman (Tutor) who was supposed to come out and help him, had to cancel. They couldn’t understand why there were blocks, sticks, Chess Pieces and Checker pieces on the table. I told them that’s how we are working with him on his math.
The Judge then ended the meeting and rescheduled it for upcoming Friday, so it should give the Director a chance to “run into her”. One thing about this Regional Vocational Director is → She is also part of the DCF/HRS!
She reported that “my son” had “no outside contact”
While he was sleeping, my (ex) husband came home, he wanted to know why the room was empty. I had to tell him what happened, and he was so pissed off, he phoned my sister on her cellular phone and he flat out threatened her! That she had ruined the lives of 5 people! She hung up on him.
THEY DID NOT LIKE HEARING THIS.
The others decided to wait until the next meeting when we had all the documentations put in order.
4 weeks later (delayed due to 2 having meetings and were unable to attend to the original assigned date) - all of us met back in the Court Conference room.
What my sister DID NOT know was:
Both of us got the kids excited to get them to “pack their suitcases” since in a few hours, my son would be home and of course, he’s always hungry. So I pre-ordered the pizza, as they wanted “everything” on it! In spite of them being sick, we went up to the grocery store to pick out a cake and had it decorated with their names on it “xxx and xxx SAFE TRAVELS”. (Honestly, the store we went to, adored them, it was with a heavy heart that I had to tell the Manager that → the kids were moving on, there would be no adoption.)
He decided to “phone” my sister (it was recorded) when she was working at TG&Y. Everyone else was in the other room (we could hear the conversation but only the “noise” between her (sister) and the Doctor were heard). When he asked her “How would she know that her older sister was pregnant?” Well, she started off with “I thought…” ← KEYWORD → pay attention to that!
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At first, the DCF/HRS (back in the old days, today they are known as CPS/CPI) has to investigate every report that comes in!
Well, apparently, we could no longer afford the Semi-Home Schooling program, and the School System enrolled him to a first time ever - year round school. He loved that school, however, he was so far ahead of his peers (which is normal for a Private / Home Schooling / Semi-Home Schooling Program), the teachers struggled in finding something in new subjects.
The final straw that broke the camel’s back:
That one “hit home” hard! At that time she was living with our parents, then moved in with an older guy. The Judge had a “conference”, with him, the District Regional Director (HRS/DCF), The Hearing Impaired & Deaf Vocational Rehab Director (Regional), a Psychiatrist (the one who evaluated me earlier and found everything to be ‘unfounded’), and a Social Psychologist.
THEN DCF/HRS/CPI showed up. However, this guy had more common sense than all the others I’ve had to deal with.
Well, since the DCF/HRS were already inside of my place, they were totally bewildered, because they were expecting the “worst of all worst” and my home was pristine! I mean they checked my refrigerator and freezer, pantry, there was food everywhere!
She then asks her “Who’s the lucky man?” Her reaction was somewhat taken aback, and she just said “We are just friends, I moved in with him so I couldn’t bother mom and dad.”
At least the Judge still lived here and in spite he was retired, I alerted him of the HRS/DCF Investigators showing up. He then told me to “Put them on the line.” They were terribly confused (Investigators) and since this was a “Retired” Judge, the Investigator then told him → Yes it was her sister.
While the move was only temporary, once that end was all said and done, I returned back to Florida. The thing here was, my sister had no idea where I lived, or what my address was. We didn’t have any rapport with each other except on the Holidays. We didn’t talk much either.
My sister got her goose cooked and he personally threatened her! Well, in her line of defense… what did she said “WELL, I THOUGHT ….”
REALLY?
Since she was going to be clocked out, he kept her on the phone a bit longer and questioned her some more. For example: “Where did her sister (me) get the mental classification, because according to “her” (my sister) earlier complaints she had made several comments of “Bi-Polar” and “Schizophrenia”. What doctor disclosed this?” Her response was “I thought….”
The Judge ordered the next meeting 3 weeks from now (as he was going on vacation for 2 weeks) and he put in the instructions. “Any further complaint(s) filed should go immediately to xxxxx (State Central Director) and shall not be investigated.” Then he ordered him to bring in any “new complaints”.
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However, my (ex) husband’s blood was boiling, he was becoming literally sick of it, he phoned my parents, and my mom answered, and he demanded to know where my sister worked, my mom wasn’t sure, she believed she was transferred to a new branch, then he went on to state “What time does she get home?” She really didn’t know. Then he disconnected with her and called my Brother in Law up, which he answered the phone and he said “What time does your wife get home?” He told him that she gets home about 4 - 4:30 but she’s at a new branch so she might be home sooner!
My son became sicker, and I had to take him to the ER, to make sure he didn’t get strep throat, but instead they found out he had H3N2, as well as half of his school had it. Doctors ordered him to remain home and rest.
For a long time, we didn’t talk to any one there, until my dad came over one day, after missing out Thanksgiving and Christmas, demanding to know what “our problem” was. And I told him, WE TOLD YOU THAT WHEN WE WERE THERE! xxxx (naming sister) is nothing but a Family destroyer! She destroyed her husband’s kids lives, she’s been trying to destroy mine!
We were supposed to go somewhere, but my (ex) husband was so fuming mad, he ordered everyone in the truck and just before 5 PM, he drove over to my sister’s house.
She reported that “my home was in a deplorable and unlivable condition”
At this time, my (ex) husband’s shift changed so he was working all nights and sleeping during the day. It was his off day when the door knocked.
The problem here is: DCF/HRS does not “like” children who are “home schooled”, however, they were very familiar with the school system that my son was attending, which was “Semi-Home School”. A very successful place, if you had the $$$$. All their graduates went to Yale, Harvard, and other top end Universities with Scholarships.
Honestly, NO ONE knew what to do next! She had already stated and which confirmed to what I told everyone all along. We had no rapport, since the day I got married. The only time I ever see her was the holiday get-together. I did tell them I’ve invited her to come over but she made a bunch of excuses so she’s never been at my house. My parents have, multiple times, but just not her!
He asked her for the layout of my home → She responded with “a house, have a bathroom, bedrooms, a kitchen, and just like all homes.”
The Hearing Impaired & Deaf Regional Director said “I’ve met her sister several times, and I can see where she’s currently working. What I am gong to do is ‘go down there tomorrow’ and ‘run into her’ to see if I can get something out of the ‘chit chat’.”
Upcoming Friday → Two were unable to meet, as they had emergencies to attend to and wanted to be excused out of the investigation → The Judge dismissed them, his primary people were already there: The Central Regional Director, the State Hearing Impaired & Deaf Regional Director, the Psychiatrist, and myself.
When school resumed, he was becoming very good at this, in fact, I brought him a new console with Super Mario Bros 3 (We couldn’t really afford it, but he was doing so well). He progressed quickly in his classes, struggled with English, but loved Science and History. (We all have our weak subjects, and we all have subjects we love, too.)
All he did was play and sleep
He calls back, and a man answers her phone and he was told “She’s in the shower, she just woke up.” (line disconnected)
I am dead serious, if you invested stock in AXE Body Sprays, you have my son to thank for your profit in your pocketbooks!
Agreed. He was going to get a hold of the people who would have to take them over to their new place (which was several counties away) and the drive at night should put them to sleep. He stated he would get back with me and he estimated that the pick up would be at 7:30 PM.
Then the Central Florida Director (DCF/HRS) then proceeded all he could do from his end was: Have all complaints sent to him directly with the orders of “Do not investigate”. The problem here is: People can call all the time to complain, there’s no criminal act. That was the loophole in the law back then.
The Judge asked for that to be replayed. Everyone basically sat there in stone silence. Until I broke it and said “I told you guys all along, she’s never once put her foot into my house!”
It was at that meeting, when the case files (there were several more complaints but they didn’t follow up). The Judge permitted me to read those “complaints” in spite of the other Authorities protesting.
The Psychiatrist was particularly curious. Reviewing the medical reports, it was already known I had been battling with Ovarian Cyst. She reported it one day before I wound up in the Emergency Room, where my Gynecologist, who was suspecting one of my ovary ruptured turned out I had miscarried (in the Hospital).
The Hearing Impaired & Deaf (Regional Director) stated she knew the “students” (some had graduated and some were still in school) and she would try to glean some information from them.
He wanted NOTHING to do with my sister anymore! In fact, in spite of our son being sick, he had all of us head over to my parent’s house. He told my dad upfront what “SHE” did, and their “Surprise” was totally gone! It might have been due to his anger, when my dad said “here, here, settle down. you know that’s not the truth.” I assured both of them, it was the truth!
He knew I had an upcoming court hearing with the adoption, so what he asked her “Do you have a problem with babies? Children?” And she unleashed it on him “She has absolute no patience with those pooping diapers and children! Running around screaming, yelling, making a big mess. Breaking stuff. You know, all the kids stuff.” Then he asked her “How many children do you have?” She said “NONE! I want no f***king thing to do with those stinky smelly brats.”
The Judge wanted a Voice Analysis to listen to the recording and to see if he could “interpret” what “she” (my sister) was trying to accomplish? The State (Central Regional Director), requested a copy of the recording. However, because I made a comment of that “she caused problems” when I was in Senior High having several teachers, the School Police, and etc… having to pull me out of the class for questioning.
When they showed up, they actually heard me yelling at my son ‘ YOU DO NOT NEED TO TAKE A SHOWER, YOU ALREADY HAD ONE OVER AN HOUR AGO! ‘ One thing about him was, he was taking showers 4–6 times a day, and going through changes of clothes almost on the hour by the hour! He had clothes for everything! Clothes to go out with his friends (play). Clothes to go to the store. Clothes to play video game. I mean ENOUGH ALREADY!
I had surgery as my left arm was wrapped (Rotor Cuff Surgery, it turned out it was far deeper than what the Surgeon thought so they had to really open my left side to fix that).
She then went on to say “How’s your sister (me)?” Right.there.she.said.it. “I haven’t spoken with her since Christmas.”
Once we heard “HER AGAIN” from the Judge. I immediately groaned and said “Do not tell me my sister called again?” YES! SHE DID! (yelling over the phone.) And he will personally deal with it. Deputies? Both responded: “Yes Sir?” / “Yes your Honor?” JUDGE: Remove them at once from her property and the case is closed, per my orders with prejudice!
She walked in, and you could tell she was “avoiding” contact with my sister, until the other customer had left, and she wanted to know what the price was of the “object” she was holding, and then suddenly says “Oh hello, xxxxx (sister’s name).” and proceeded with the chit-chat
He was fully aware of the case file history, since he only came by himself, he was also very concerned. He was fully aware those 2 deaf children were so happy, and they were looking forward to having me as their mom and my son as their “big brother”.
At this time, it was really difficult to tell if my son was “depressed” or “really sick’. He really missed his brother and sister! Big time!
The Judge asked me if those personnel were still employed? I responded with Yes, and gave names.
People who would come over to my house would find a 20 foot Duct Tape on the carpet! There’s a reason why it was there. My Son had activities where he had to for example : foot in foot, walk a straight line, foot and hand, walk a straight line. Every single day! He finally did it, could walk hand and foot, or foot on foot a straight line to and back!
This here was the straw that broke my (ex) husband’s back → my sister called again:
Three more times he asked the question and this time around he asks her “Is it a two story house? A Tudor? Ranch? Split Level?” She just said “it’s a f**king house!”
When they confronted her she was 100% in denial and “didn’t know what was being said”. Honestly, she still behaves like this to this day!
It was a very good thing that 3 of the 5 lawyers were there at the office (staff meeting). The Deputy then had to step up (he knew who we were and knew who my son is) and told the DCF/HRS/CPI that they had no case. HE is in school. He knew that personally, because his own son is his classmate! He had his son enrolled in the same school!
Son was being deprived of education
I also stated she was “searching” for her real maternal and paternal parents. (Yes, she succeeded, and the truth did surface, she was not born in a dumpster, her mother gave birth to her because she was the result of a one-night stand with a Military guy (which is her father)
Yes, both played, and yes, my son would be frustrated because “he was dying” all the time. Eventually, the encouragement (and PATIENCE) of this Old Man, my son finally beat Level 1 all by himself. It was very slow-going, but a HUGE progress! Since School was out for the summer, this old man told him “Play it daily and play long, but don’t play all the time!”
And he managed to “keep her on the line”, when he asked her “Why she (my sister) reported her sister’s home as ‘unsanitary, filthy, dirty, hoarding….’ She interrupted him and said “I thought ….”
End of investigation: UNFOUNDED / CASE CLOSED
It was leaving the Investigating Officers scratching their heads! In fact, when they arrived (along with the City Sanitation Department), they were wearing “Hazardous Material” outfits! They were utterly confused, in fact, they were not expecting to see my exterior and interior looking like something from Better Homes & Gardens, Southern Living, etc - SHOWCASE condition.
It was really hard, very, very hard! Once we all came back home, Of course, I had to refold the clothes, you can’t just “toss them in” and expect their suitcases to close! HA!
Then the DCF/HRS/CPI guy returned with another woman, she was going to drive them to their new place. We all said our “Goodbyes” and lots of hugs. And yeah, the oldest brother tried to “smuggle” my son’s cat, Tigger! He had the hardest time leaving “Tigger” behind!
Everything seemed to be going very well, until the School System did not have any “Staffed” personnel to handle Dyslexia, the original Instructor, he had retired. My son was struggling in school, until a Teacher told me about this “Semi-Home School Program” → It’s home schooling but you have to take your child to school twice a week, or if there’s testings, it could be every day. It was expensive! So I pulled him out from Public and moved him to this program, all because they had 3 tutors, retired volunteers who worked with SLD (Slow learning disability), and Dyslexia.
He told me, through the case files, he decided to call her (my sister) and find out “WHY SHE FILED THE COMPLAINT”. It turned out “She had a problem with children that are not in school, the home schooling thing (she called it a thing) as f***king bullsh!t!” Went on to tell him that all kids have to be in school, at a school building, on a bus or walk to school. They all f**king need to be in a classroom!” (That was her actual words, as it was recorded.)
It was my (ex) husband that boomed at them and ordered them to leave at once, but the problem here was “Someone” had reported that our son was skipping / missing school and wasn’t attending school.
The store manager wasn’t about to see those 2 kids without “something”, so he grabbed the Stuffed Doggie and Stuffed Kitty, and gave it to them and (he tries, but he has to rely on me to sign). Promise to take care of Dawg and Meowers for me? She took the dog and he took the cat! However, she insisted on a rawhide bone for dog and he wanted the Kitty toy for the cat. They gave it to them. Lots of hugs all around.
The Principal and Lawyer there requested the Teacher/Tutor/Instructor if she could, go to the school immediately so the report can be made. It was alright, she had spent 2 hours working with my son, and he deserved a break over the weekend.
Then customers were coming in, and she brought a candy bar. And left the store saying “Hope to run in to you again, tell your mom and dad I said hi” (Unfortunately, my parents knew her very well.)
He asked her “what color is the house?” She didn’t respond, except “She had to get ready to go to school.”
He then went on to ask, “once I enter into the house from the front door? Where’s her bedroom located?” Her response? “In the bedroom.”
Third attempt, he immediately talks as soon as he hears the line open up. “Hello, we have an emergency, this is Dr. xxxxx, and we need to know where your sister hides the drugs? please?” She said “ She doesn’t know.”
He then asked her when was she “off”, and she blurted it out. He said “I will call back later.”