Thursday, March 11, 2010

Mama Bear came out...

Last night, yes it has been over 24 hours since this occurred. I just needed some time. Typically at on Awana nights J is with me. Most of his time is spent in the gym watching our oldest. I have the baby in the coffee house were it is a much safer environment. The kids usually play hockey or some other rough sport. Well J had to work last night, meaning that our kids played in the gym without the protection of their father. Unfortunately it also happened to be the night that a single mother of 3 troubled kids decided she was going to drop them off at church an hour early. Even though she has been told she can't do that. I fell really bad describing these kids as "troubled" but they really truly are in every sense of the word. The youngest we will call him M, loves to watch horror movies he is 6 years old. He gets sent home from Sparks almost every week. He has a temper and is very disobedient. There is tons of grace trust me but the leaders have a duty to keep the other kids safe while in their care. The two older ones have issues too but for times sake we will just focus on M. My boys asked if they could play in the gym and I told them to stay together. GG was off with the girls in the church they aren't big into sports. After about 20 minutes a kid runs into the coffee house telling me that Red is crying. Two seconds later a mom on my way to him says Red is hurt he was punched and told me who. I then started running. I know this kid has had problems. I got to Red and he was sobbing. He really got hurt. I asked him what happened. He then proceeds to tell me. "M pulled my hair and then pushed me to the ground. He got on top of me and was punching me." I was LIVID. It was a good thing I was holding Red when I saw this kid. I made him apologize to Red. To which he did and then started telling me that Red gave him a cut on his head. Yes there was a cut on his head but it was scabbed over. I looked at him and said, "He did not do that to you it has a scab on it. Would you like to tell me the truth?" He insisted that Red hit him too. I felt myself start to loose control so I took Red and walked away. The other mom was there so I knew he wasn't going anywhere. I took Red to his grandparents were he would be safe. I asked Red if he hit M. Red said that he pushed him to try and get him off of him. I asked why he didn't yell. He said he yelled for Monkey. But Monkey had left the gym to go to Children's Choir about a minute before this all went down. Then I came back to the kid. I looked him in the eyes and said, "I talked to my son and he did say that he pushed you because he was trying to get you off of him. You were really hurting him." This little punk says, "well he shouldn't have pushed me." More talking was done by me and the other mom. Finally my friend asked him why he attacked Red. M's reason was that Red was going to tell on him and he didn't want to get in trouble. The thought of getting in trouble made him mad so he hurt him. He just couldn't help it. He was mad. Let me tell you I was mad. Guess what? I didn't lay a hand on that turd. Oh I wanted to. The mama bear in me was in full force. I ended up keeping my boy with me until it was time for clubs to start and he went in his room. This kid is 2 years older so they are not together. It seriously took me 20 plus minutes for my hands to stop shacking I was THAT mad. All day long today I have been praying for this little boy who probably has the crappiest home life. It is just so sad. In talking with my friend who lives next door and learning more about him and his family it is just so sad. Divorced home, dead beat dad, mom has new boyfriend that isn't that great, and the mom is hurt and taking it out on the kids. Who then take it out on other kids, like my sweet Red. I am hoping the end result is that this little boy still comes on Awana night but only at the right time. That was my evening last night my day today wasn't much better! But in a totally different area of my life, moving, enough said!!! One more week, one more week, that is what I have said about a bajillion times today.

5 comments:

Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said...

Honey, I'm sorry Red got hurt. I hope the other boy can find some security in your group and see what a loving relationship is supposed to be like.

mikeanddebbie said...

So sorry Red got hurt!! Poor guy. :(

sarahgrace said...

Yikes! I'm getting bothered just reading this. Poor Red! And that poor kid- He obviously needs both love and discipline.

Joanna Reinhardt-Anderson said...

Did the other mother just sit and watch as you taked to her son? I could feel the warmth of anger in your body and the shaking of your hands as I read this entry. Oh, how I wish I lived closer to you. Sending all of our love. Remind Red that "a strong man stands up for himself, but a stronger man stands up for others!" (I mean if you believe that like I do.) I mean by, helping Red help him...sounds too tender right now, but maybe someday he will be able to. You model it so I'm sure he will be able to live it! I'm thinking of you in your move and hoping you have childcare when you need it!

hestermom said...

Seriously, that's heavy. I haven't had to really experience anything on that level yet.