This place was called a School. It was not. It was a institution where authority figures got some sort of satisfaction on watching kids breakdown and they would do anything to make them do so.got some sort of satisfaction on watching kids breakdown and they would do anything to make them do so. It would start with aside condescending tone of voice burning of the most fragile and dramatic moments of the person’s life and if it didn’t make them cry they would switch gears and immediately turned anger and scream at them they just wanted to see these kids cry. I felt like water being poured into an ice cube tray they did not want kids to be themselves or be unique at all they wanted what they will wanted and it was irrelevant to what was beneficial for the child.I felt like water being poured into an ice cube tray they did not want kids to be themselves or be unique at all they wanted what they will wanted and it was irrelevant to what was beneficial for the child. The amount of her labor that we did compared to the schooling we did was uncanny The amount of her labor that we did compared to the schooling we did was uncanny.. When I was finally scared to the point of expressing to my parents my concerns When I was finally scared to the point of expressing to my parents my concerns the facilitator that was sitting next to me breathing down my throat while I was trying to speak to my mother on the phone would hang up the phone the facilitator that was sitting next to me breathing down my throat while I was trying to speak to my mother on the phone would hang up the phone and if I tried to write a letter they would rip it up and go into the fire and there was no way that I could tell my mama was happening to us and if I tried to write a letter they would rip it up and go into the fire and there was no way that I could tell my mom what was happening to us. When my mother finally decided to come and get into a surprise visit that she experienced where staff were not able to set up a proper view of the school which normally on a parental visitation day When my mother finally decided to come and get into a surprise visit that she experienced where staff were not able to set up a proper view of the school which normally on a parental visitation day they would make us paint in the grass andplay basketball for our parents to see, this never happened. I remember being put in solitary confinement away from kids because I was under the impression that my mother was going to pick me up an when I found this out my counselor condescendingly and in a very I remember being put in solitary confinement away from kids because I was under the impression that my mother was going to pick me up an when I found this out my counselor condescendingly and in a very creepily haunting voice told me that my mom’s not coming to get me in that I was wrong and I was crazy for thinking so haunting voice told me that my mom’s not coming to get me in that I was wrong and I was crazy for thinking so. I watch them strip kids of their dignity turn my artwork away in the trash can burn my letters and they would not let me speak to my mother when she came to visit alone something was wroI watch them strip kids of their dignity turn my artwork away in the trash can burn my letters and they would not let me speak to my mother when she came to visit alone something was wrong and she knew it nuts when she came to get me thing thank God she did because I don’t think those kids are ever the same
