Sunday, July 20, 2003
ok, so it turns out the little boy sexually assaulted at the bcfair last sunday not only goes to my church...his mother is in my sunday school class........she was still emotionally distraught this morning, but felt compelled to tell of the experience to warn parents that pedophiles are in danville and we must warn our children about them.....as well as how they can avoid these dreadful encounters.....last sunday after church, this mother and her 2 boys (both under 7) were setting up her booth at the fairgrounds.....only 3 trailers were yet there at that time...they were playing on the swings and the teeter-totter...within clear sight of the mother.....with no one else in the play area......the older boy fell off the teeter-totter......and immediately a man got out of his car and rushed over........he not only checked out that nothing was broken, he pulled down the boys pants 'to check for damage'.......and it went on from there until the boy said 'stop...i want you to stop'.......by the time the mother noticed the boy on the ground, the man was walking back to his car.....my friend noticed that he was a pleasant, good-looking man.....but at the time she had no idea what had just happened.......of course, by the time the police had arrived, the man was gone.....the mother was able to give a description, and the police artist was called in........that same day, another boy was assaulted in the mercer public library, so poliuce believe that the man just moved on to another place where he might find unwitting children.........these sort of things scare me terribly, as a mother of a 10 year old girl with little sense of personal safety.....the very first time i met her was at brookcove gas station, when she asked me....a complete stranger...to buy her a candy bar........the list in the paper, for parents to read to their children with hints for avoiding dangerous encounters covers the buying of treats by strangers, as well as other ploys used by sexual predators to entangle little ones for evil deeds..........i was reminded of 2 instances in my past.......one when i was maybe kindergarten age......my two older male neighbors (both surely under age 10)paid me 10 cents to let them look under my shirt.......i do not remember telling my mother, because i had the dime and i was afraid i would have to give it back.......the other incident happened much later, when we lived in mt gilead, and i was maybe a freshman in high school.....our cousins, aunt and uncle from texas had stopped by for lunch, and my brother and i were in the basement with the cousins playing pool, and somehow, the older cousin grabbed me by my chest from behind, and then tried to kiss me..........i was horrified, and cried and ran upstairs, but did not tell my parents what happened until the cousins had left........i was so ashamed........i have no idea if my parents ever said anything about it to them or to other family members....these were my mother's least favorite in-laws.....but it is safe to say that they never came back.........i want to tell this mother that her child will be ok, especially if she does not dwell on this as pivitol......keeps bringing it up.......if she drops it, he will soon drop it from his memory bank...file it away...until a much later date........it will be an unpleasant memory.....but it will not ruin his life..........
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