I am a person who used to trust everybody, and did not even think that people at the school will have the heart to hurt you and your child over and over taking advantage of their Hundreds of thousands of dollars the B. S. D has. The huge amount of money and big power that gives them. My son had just barely turned 13 years old when that happened. Unlike other kids, who think mature at that age, he was a very innocent child and he was getting some help from teachers that will pull him out of his classes, so he could do better in his classes. Last time, I met his teachers Before that problem happened, his teachers told me that my son always tried to help others, that he had a good heart and was a well behaved child. A kid with a good heart. Teachers had no complaint about my child. Unfortunately, in this long process we had to deal with this racism issue, I could experience the different characters Mr. Freeman has. The different personalities and he is Great at manipulating others to protect himself and his staff Not caring about your child. honest to God, Nobody, None of the Conestoga School Nor Beaverton School District will protect or care about your child. UNION doesn't care, BSD's Insurance, their Law Firm, BEAVERTON POLICE DEPARTMENT DOESNT CARE. I promise you, that none of them cares about your child, only because your child is not white or because some of those parents might not have the amount money B.S.D have, therefore, they know you and your child very well, and because the police is involved they have the way or they know all about you the parent and your child and because at this point, they all know the drill, they all know that if you don't have the millions of dollars, then there's no justice for you and your child. They will use their power to intimidate you, they will play with your mind and your child's mind, so they can win the Case and No justice will be served for you and your kid.
On about October, 4th 2023 , my son got home and he was a totally different child. He got home crying non stopping, he was crying a lot and at the same time , he was very angry which scared me, because at home, he was always smiling, playing , he was a happy child with a very innocent mind. Imagine your child comes home like a completely different kid: crying, non stopping, shaking, sad, angry and afraid to tell you what happened to him and all your child screams at you is that you can not help him/ her.
her. You child cries and begs you not to ask what happened because there's nothing, nothing you can do to help him/her. I asked him what happened? And he answered me crying "why did I want to know, even if he told me There was Nothing I could do For Him, nothing, nothing mom, you cannot do anything to help me " he would spend his time after school in his bedroom crying, refusing to eat, or play his games or to smile. That problem changed his life, changed my life Changed his childhood.
This traumatic situation happened on a Wednesday, and Thursday and Friday and all the way til January it was a nightmare at home. Those days and months he would cry and beg me not to send him to school, but he didn't want to tell me what happened or where it happened? Unfortunately, I sent him to Conestoga School and he would comeback depressed. Every day was even worse crying all the time. it was sad. He would go straight to bed after school. I asked at school and Nobody knew anything.
that problem happened on a Wednesday if I'm not wrong, and Thursday and Friday and the remainder of the time my son had to go to Conestoga Middle School while Mr. Freeman was doing an investigation that he Never told me what Mrs. Elizabeth Williams did to my son while locking my son in her office. Mr. Jared Freeman Never bothered to tell me what happened in Mrs. Elizabeth Williams's office. it was horrible seeing him after school yet he didn't tell me what was happening. He would cry all the time, he didn't want to eat, play or talk to others. He was a completely different child. I would beg him to join us for dinner and he would be very quiet, staring at the wall , staring at anything and then I would see his eyes, tears coming down his eyes while pretending to eat. Nobody knew anything at the school. On Friday the 7th. after school, it was too much . He kept refusing to go to school, crying in silence under his blanket . I had asked at the front desk if they knew anything, and they said, they didn't know anything about it. Again , this problem happened on a Wednesday So on Thursday. I think the date is, after school, I begged him to tell me what was happening and he would not tell me anything. In this though situation, I got much closer to God. That Thursday late at night, I was crying and praying to God for help. I had never been so close from God. read more
