They tried to kill me. I was six or so and I've remembered this
incident my whole life. I was in the
back of a dump truck, riding, a man was driving. No one else in passenger seat but I was in the
back. We drive downhill the winding dirt
road to the Bartlett city dump 1953 or so, I've come this way before. At the bottom the truck stops, and engine
cranks up for dumping mechanism on truck, it starts to turn to dump me
out. I am banging on the window and
hollering, no-no-no don't dump it, stop stop.
The man is facing forwards and pretends to not hear me, he has to hear
me, but he keeps facing forward and the truck keeps turning to dump me
out. Until I fall land slam on the
ground.
This part has been related to me
later. People gathered around, thought I
was dead, people thought I was dead, I must have shown signs of being
dead. But then, as my aunt said, I “popped
back up” and jumped up and apparently ran around for a moment “like a chicken
with head cut off.” I don't know what exactly was said, But I've never forgotten yelling stop stop
and the man continuing to stare ahead when I knew he was hearing me.
One time my aunt visiting at the dinner table referred to it as “the
time Kathy came back to life.”
Her remark was met with a
strained and awkward silence.
Now I look back now on that incident and realize the period of time coincides with being taken to the cardinal’s mansion and
told to stop babbling about what Father Horne did to me.
Just now reading news about the hearings
going on in Geneva about the rights of children, one day before the stream of news stories starts about the Catholic priests, it was this headline that made me begin to put that incident in
perspective.
Key UN body can now hear complaints from children whose
rights have been violated
UNITED NATIONS
United Nations News Centre
United Nations News Centre
14 January 2014 – A new legal
instrument allowing children or their representatives to file a complaint with
the United Nations Committee on the Rights of the Child is set to go into
effect in April, following its final required ratification, the United Nations
today announced.
Costa Rica became the tenth country
to ratify the Optional Protocol to the Convention on the Rights of the child on
a Communications Procedure, the Office of the High Commissioner for Human
Rights (OHCHR) announcement noted.
“The Optional Protocol gives
children who have exhausted all legal avenues in their own countries the
possibility of applying to the Committee,” said Kirsten Sandberg, Chairperson
of the Geneva-based Committee on the Rights of the Child, which monitors
implementation of the treaty and its protocols.
“It means children are able to fully
exercise their rights and are empowered to have access to international human
rights bodies in the same way adults are under several other human rights
treaties.”
Starting in April, individual
children or groups of children from the countries that have ratified the
Optional Protocol will be able to submit complaints to the Committee on
specific violations related to the Convention on the Rights of the Child.
My first reaction reading that was,
great, good for them, but it doesn't make my life any better. Then I stopped and actually processed this thought: What happened to me won’t happen to other children. That's as far as it got, I have very little Polyanna instincts.
But it's obvious that if back
in 1953 there had been such a thing as Child Protection Services like we have
in L.A. and Chicago and in every county in America now, I doubt the stuff
that happened to Patricia and me would ever have developed.
We were definitely pre-child protective services kids.
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