Jun 05, 2009
I have had some small encouragement this week in the whole School Resource Officer (SRO) saga. I went to my Wed. body sculpt class (6/3/09) and the instructor, Candy asked me if anything new was going on since we had last talked. I told her about my having gone to see the DA, to no avail. I also told her that I went to see the SRO’s supervisor, the Lt., at the Police Department (PD). I told her how defensive the Lt. was about the SRO and how he said that I am the ONLY parent who has complained about the officer. What a shame, because the more people I talk to, the more I hear, “I don’t like him [his name is used here]”. The ONLY person who seems to like him is his boss.
Last Friday, May 28, when I came home from the VERY frustrating meeting with the SRO’s boss, I wrote an e-mail to the school district superintendent. In the message, I told him about the incident where two female students wrote a list of 68 ways they were going to KILL another student. I received a response from the superintendent on Tuesday, June 2, saying that “there are a large number of variables with each and every situation like this and after being informed, I am comfortable with how it was handled.” HUH???? This is THE GUY who I quoted from the newspaper when I wrote to him as having said, “The school pursues prosecution and expulsion even in the case of pranks, hoaxes or impulsive venting of emotions.” He was quoted as having said that after a student at a different junior high school made a list of 18 students he was going to “hit/kill”.
After getting that message from the superintendent, being turned away from the DA, and the “almost” fight with the SRO’s boss - because the SRO is *so* wonderful, I felt like quitting. I knew I was NOT going to, but like Peggy and Barb said in their comments to me, I knew I was going to *have* to regroup, rethink, and renew. I was really praying and asking if I should actually QUIT altogether or regather my strength and hit the ground running when I was up to the battle.
Kind of like the last time when I was asking God a similar question, I feel I got my answer. As I was saying, when I went to the class at the Y this past Wed., the instructor, Candy, wasn’t only interested in what was going on for the sake of gossip. Her daughter will be attending the same junior high school within the next year or two. At the elementary school where her dau now attends school, there is a program called Police Academy, and this SRO is involved in that program. Candy has already seen enough to know she doesn’t like him. Not only does SHE not like him, she said there is another mom who is a private detective who doesn’t like him. This lady wants to talk to *ME*. Candy took my phone number in order to give it to her private detective friend. I haven’t heard from her yet, but perhaps I will over the weekend. I am encouraged.
But wait! There’s more. While Candy and I were talking, a mutual friend of ours was also standing there. She, of course, got interested in the topic of our conversation. Candy started asking me to fill her in by saying things like, “Tell Mary about the alcohol!” So, I’d tell Mary that nice little piece of information. After THAT incident, Candy said, “You DO know that Mary’s husband is an attorney, don’t you?” I said, “No, I did NOT. What kind of attorney IS he, Mary?” She told me he worked all kinds of cases, but this was CERTAINLY within his realm.
Then, Candy prompted me to tell Mary even MORE stuff. By the time I got finished, Mary said that I *HAD* to call Mike, her husband. We stepped into an office and she wrote down his office phone number. She said that if nothing else, the first consultation is free and he can help us to get started. I had told her that I had already made up my mind that *IF* I get an attorney, I wanted someone out of town. I have already figured out (DUH!) that in this small town, I am banging my head up against a wall.
Later that day, I received an e-mail from Mary. She was so convinced by all that she heard from me that day - and from some stuff that Candy told her that I did NOT hear - that she stopped by her husbands law office. She filled him in on what she could remember. HE WANTS TO SEE ME. Her words were, “He’s already on your side.” Huh. I am reluctant to call him because I know I only get ONE FREE visit and I have MUCH WORK to do. But, the way I look at it, I did not go looking for this....it came looking for me.
I just wanted to give you guys an update. Thanks for hanging with me. I appreciate all your GOOD ADVICE so much. You guys are so smart!!! Maybe it will rub off on me...