Part One: The Feral Child
PLANT CITY — The family had lived in the rundown rental house for almost three years when someone first saw a child’s face in the window.
A little girl, pale, with dark eyes, lifted a dirty blanket above the broken glass and peered out, one neighbor remembered.
Wow. Just wow. Michael sent me this link. I just finished reading it. Wow. Heart wrenching comes to mind. How something like this can even happen, I cannot fathom.
The girl is just precious. There is a family photo on the page. How someone could ignore a baby like that, to the point that it isn’t a person. It makes me want to hug my babies tight, and I did. It makes me wonder how neighbors didn’t call (more often), and how DCF could ignore it for so long. That is addressed in the end of the article, but it’s just amazing.
My son is so high functioning, he’ll just fall through the cracks if I don’t speak up. It’s disheartening that this little girl just fell through the cracks, because there was no one to speak up. No one to speak up….
I’m not pointing fingers here. From the article, it sounds like the mother has some problems of her own and possibly should have been checked in on a little more often in general. DCF winds up in the news a lot for dropping the ball, and I am not excusing them that, but how often do they properly do their job and it isn’t reported? One in a million is too many to mess up on, let alone more, so I’m not cutting them any slack, I’m just saying that it’s not an everyday occurance.
Mind boggling.
