Initial calls after her death
to reopen her case were shot down by the province’s premier. Only when the
outcry became too loud to ignore did anything happen.
This story demonstrates both
the best and worst of new technology and social media: how it was used as a
tool to break a child, and how it was used to make her story known and force
the powers that be to do their jobs and protect her. Far too late, of course.
We thought we’d learned this lesson last year in a similar case in British
Columbia, but apparently not.
I’m not going to write any
more about the events and the repercussions. It has broken my heart. I’m simply
going to write to my daughter.
Dear Cookie,
People are cruel, and they
always will be, and there’s not much you can do about it. Often they don’t mean
to be; they’re just protecting themselves, and you will come to understand why.
At some point something
humiliating and hurtful will happen to you. Maybe it will be the result of a
mistake you made, or maybe it will be for no good reason you can think of; both
are possible and probable and neither are really your fault. Mistakes are
allowed. In fact, many are encouraged. Life isn’t worth living if you’re not
allowed to make a mistake now and then. Your daddy and I will not judge for the
occasional mistake. We only want to guide you. And for you to talk to us.
Because of this mistake or
this no good reason, people will say and do cruel things and post them on
whatever your generation’s equivalent of Instagram or Twitter will be and then
everyone will see your humiliation. This is pretty much inevitable. When we
were your age, your daddy and I did the occasional stupid thing and our friends
laughed about it, but the gossip died a natural death because of the logistics
involved with sharing the source of our humiliation (etching the image in lead;
making paper from wood pulp; printing one page at a time using brute force;
distributing via horseback, etc.). Unfortunately, you don’t have the luxury of
such technology. Your mistakes or unfair persecution will be broadcast
instantly and widely and will follow you wherever you go.
You must remember this: you
are not alone. Mainly because this will happen to everyone you know. When this
does happen to someone you know, think of how you would feel. Consider what you
would need from them. Be their friend, please. If you need help being their
friend, talk to us.
You are also not alone
because, of course, always, we are there for you. We will do anything and
everything we can do. You just have to talk to us. This will be hard, very
hard, because it will involve admitting to things you don’t want us to know
about you or telling us about things you just don’t understand. When you feel
like telling us but just can’t bring yourself to do so, remember that we were
your age once too and we did stupid things or had things said about us for
reasons we didn’t understand. All adults did, even your teachers. If you’re not
ready to talk to us, talk to a teacher you feel you can trust. If they won’t
listen or help, please please please talk to us. We will understand. We will
hug you until you can’t stand it. We will yell and fight and pester until
something is done. (We will try not to embarrass you, we promise.)
People are naturally scared
and vulnerable, just like you, which is the main reason they do the cruel
things they do. They don’t really want to hurt you in particular, most of the
time. They just want to divert attention from themselves so they don’t get
hurt. This is an ancient and instinctive behaviour that we have little need for
today, which is why you won’t do it, right? So if someone does or says
something horribly cruel and hurtful to you or a friend, do not take it
personally. It’s rarely personal. It’s rarely about you or your friend. It’s
important you remember this and remind yourself or your friend over and over.
It’s simply not your fault, and it won’t last forever, even if it seems as if
it will, and there are always things that can be done about it.
Maybe this won’t happen to
you, though. Because people can be cruel, but they’re also caring and generous
and there for you when you need them. You just have to let them know that you
need them. Please let us know when you need us. Please.
Love,
East End Mama
[image: MaiAutumn Bird Print via etsy]
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