It came to my attention Thursday by my 6 year old that he has been seriously sexually assaulted at school by a same sex classmate since the beginning of the year. My son and a friend in his class said they've told the teacher about these occurrences (and the routine emotional/physical abusive) and she does nothing. What's worse is, both boys say that the teacher was in the room on the phone while these sex acts took place under tables in the class.
I have been complaining to the school that this same kid (and other students) have been physically abusing and harassing him, but they've continued to insist that everything at school and in the class was fine. They blamed either bad parenting and have been insisting he has a severe mental problem.
At the beginning of the year he started out kindergarten in another classroom. He loved school, loved his teacher, did great at school every day up until he was moved into a new class after the first month. The first week I started getting calls/emails/letters from his teacher complaining about his aggressive behavior. It escallated from simple acting out to full blown fits to the point where he's been restrained.
His teacher was there Mon and Tuesday, but I found out Wednesday that she resigned and will not be coming back and the school is in the process of finding a replacement. The Assistant Principal said bc she decided to leave on her own, they can't tell me why she left. This wording makes me feel like they asked her to resign so they don't have to tell parents why they fired her. I found out about the abuse on Thursday afternoon, so I called DCF and the Sheriff's Department Friday morning to report it, and will be contacting a lawyer on Monday.
While he told me these things, his physical body language was so disturbing to me, I felt like I was experiencing the trauma right along with him. I had such a hard time staying focused, nothing felt real, it was like I was in and out the whole time, but some how managed to remember everything he told me.
Since talking with him I've turned completely unemotional and I've received several compliments on how well I'm dealing with this. Every so often I'll get a few seconds of overwhelming feelings of that fear and anger and betrayal, but that's it that I know of. I don't remember much the last few days, and I don't really remember anything at all before Thursday. I've been taken over, but I know it's for the best.
Has anyone else gone through anything like this with their kids?