A child who was pushed and SHOVED around the systems, and he’d turned around, to console the adults??? Wow, they are, becoming, more and more mature, quicker and quicker here, aren’t they??? From the Front Page Sections, translated…
A man, Lee after his release from prison, he’d dealt illegal substances and was caught again, and his wife too, was in prison for drug-related charges as well, he feared that his sixth grade, twelve-year-old son might be placed again, he’d cried to his elderly father-in-law, to help look after his own son. The father-in-law was very disappointed at how his own daughter and son-in-law got involved with illegal substances again, refused to take responsibilities for his grandson, the Social Services Department decided to place the boy, instead, the boy was more than optimistic, as he’d told them, “it’s not my first time anyway!”
The department manager of the social workers, Chen from the Taichung Social Services Department said, because the place where the boy was being placed, they’d needed to transfer the young child to another school to study, and, as the young boy left the school, he’d told his teachers, as well as his classmates goodbye, and everybody didn’t want to see him leave, the little boy even stated to them, “it’s not the first time, it’s okay, no big deal”, his ways of behaving so adult made his teachers heart ache.
The police said, the fifty-seven year-old Lee was suspected of dealing drugs and served in jail, he’d gotten released two years ago, started working odds and ends, worked to support his own son, later on, he’d had a spinal injury and couldn’t work in labor, he’d sold the only video camera he had at home, and with $3,000N.T. as his capital, he’d started dealing drugs again.
Lee used the code of “skilled worker” to represent what he’d sold, a skilled worker is a thousand dollar N.T.s worth of amphetamine, and, he’d made tens of thousands of dollars dealing drugs, to be used as their living expenses; after the Detective Squad of the City of Taichung, fourth unit received the calls from the hotlines, they’d started collecting the evidences, last month on the 26th, they’d arrested Lee and confiscated the illegal substances he was selling.
Lee knew, he was going to prison for certain, at the moment, he’d cried and begged the officers who were there to arrest him, to allow him to call up his father-in-law, to help look after his son, to not let his son be placed in foster care again; Lee’s seventy-nine year-old father-in-law told him, that he was staying with a friend too, that he was disappointed at how his daughter and son-in-law got involved with illegal substances, told the social workers, that he wasn’t able to look after his own grandson. After the evaluation of all the facts, they’d placed the boy into foster care a second time.
And hopefully, this, would be the final and last time that this father gets jailed for drug-related charges, but, maybe he hadn’t gotten, a LOUD enough wake up call yet, because nobody DIED, and, usually, it takes someone DYING in cases like this, for the involved to finally CHANGE their ways, to start on a new page, to turn over a new leaf.
Life, the Obstacle Course 