Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Today I am not so into writing....

It´s a while since I have blogged, and normally I blog happy and good stuff;  I figure most people can get all the misery they want in their own lives without my giving them any more in my blog. 

But I have been sad for sometime.  And angry.  So maybe if I just put it out there, I will be able to go back to my ´happy zone`.  So here it is.

Back in the early 70´s I worked in child care in Ireland.  The idea, which is very good I think, is that one does practical work in the field for two years, and then you go back and study child care. Well I did the practical, but I never could get accepted for training in Ireland, either in child care, or as a social worker.   After several years I gave up and left the child care field altogether.

I am still in occasional touch with some of the children I cared for some 35 years ago. Since then there has been a lot of people held accountable in Ireland for abuse to children in care.  Including in the group home where I worked.  But here is what hurts even more than that.   The woman who replaced me, and who did get trained in childcare,  has been accused by some of the children of abusing them; there is going to be a court hearing over the matter later this month.  I am heart broken, and angry.  If I had been accepted for training, and I never could find out why I was not accepted, I would likely have stayed on in the same group home thus avoiding at least some of the abuse those children suffered.