Child abuse is the crime which we do not want to hear about.
We close our ears and shut our eyes and say to ourselves,
"that will never happen in 'our' family", or 'I'll do
something charitable another day'".
It can't wait another day.
The statistics are ugly. Child abuse is ugly -- not to
mention the scars it leaves -- for life -- upon our
society today.
Open your eyes -- read these pages. The statistics are
long and boring -- but if you don't read them you will
not know what is going on, will you.
This is one subject that you cannot politely become an
ostrich over and stick your head in the sand -- get your
head out of the sand and take action. For the sake of
the children.
My Mommy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
But I thought that you might know.
When I woke up this morning,
I knew that she was mad;
Cause she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.
I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what she said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.
But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry.
Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And I should be ashamed!
When I said, "I love you, Mommy,"
I guess she didn't understand;
Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth.
Or I'd get smacked again.
So I came up here to talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
Cause I really love my Mommy,
And I know she loves me, too.
And I don't think my Mommy means,
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes, grown ups forget.
How really big they are!
So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear;
Then you could help me find a way.
To tell Mommies every where.
To please try hard to understand.
How sad it makes us feel;
Cause the outside pain soon goes a way,
But the inside never heals!
And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me,
Wouldn't have to hurt again.
But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you'd never hurt me,
So Goodnight, Teddy Bear!
Author - Cindy Pike Dunning -
MISSING CHILDREN'S RING AND ORGANIZATION
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