I wanted the local newspaper to publish the following letter. I was hoping that some of the public in the small town we live in would come forward for the sake of X (child), but unfortunately the newspaper would not publish; their excuse, the public would have trouble understanding the letter.

Open Letter to the Public
I would like to commend a member of our valued community.

She deserves an Oscar for a most outstanding seven year performance. One I have been privileged to view and experience for six years.

She has worked meticulously to perfect her character, that some have come to believe, that is who she really is. Many have been captivated and enticed onto her stage, developing their skills as professionals to enhance the performance to a height of splendour. Those of us, who know her true, have taken a step back to watch her act.

This member of our valued community is well-known and has performed her acts for many members of our society. On numerous occasions, her incomparable acts have quenched her appetite. Other times, her acts have flopped and her cravings have not been fulfilled. Whether or not her acts have satisfied her desires, they have developed affects, rippling beyond belief. The infectious ripples have crawled under the skins of those lured onto her stage and clouded their judgment. The combinations of clouded judgements and superb acts have inflicted havoc on two.

This havoc has affected those from her womb. Those who should be dearest to her have endured the worse. One has been saved. One has not. Their souls have cried out to many. Who listened? One kept calling out and was finally heard. Now the other has been corrupted by means of pharmaceuticals and continuous mind games. Those now committed to her act have become weak, afraid to speak, fearing her sting. They have heard the cries of a sweet, pure soul, yet chose not to hear. This soul of innocence has been tainted by her hunger for control of her audience.

The poignancy of it all is that her supporters have encouraged the havoc.

It is a crime, the innocent soul?s only saviour, has never been heard either.

The letter ends here.

This woman does not know what unconditional love for a child is. She has consistently told X not to learn, not to do as he is instructed, be naughty, and cause problems, just so he appears ?a behavioural problem child?. I know this sounds absurd, but true; she use to do the same to his sister, but his sister had her peers. This woman didn?t make the same mistake with her son; she managed to have him removed from mainstream schooling, removed from his peers. X had nothing to guide him, telling him that he should not be treated like that, except for us, it wasn?t enough for him, and we didn?t have enough contact with him. X has managed to speak out a couple of times, but it has been twisted around by his mother and her usual cry to the FC, alienation. X has then received the repercussions from his mother and her partner. X is scared. X?s mother has managed to fool Te Roopu Kimiora and now administers Ritalin. X asked to see his counsellor by himself, X?s mother refused, pitifully the counsellor complied.

X is 9 and kept so tiny by his mother, what chance does he have?