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(07/24/14)

A Family through and through

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Mommy,

Auntie

Oldest Daughter – First Generation

Middle Child (Daughter) – First Generation

Only Son – First Generation

Oldest Daughter (Twin) – Second Generation

Middle Daughter (Twin) – Second Generation

Youngest Daughter – Second Generation


There once was a young woman

Single as could be

She met a man she loved who gave her the gift of a daughter

One day he was there and one day he wasn’t

But she was still there tending to their daughter

with the help of her youngest sister who was proud to be an Auntie

The years pass and the woman marries

When happy no more she left the place she called home

Painting her new home she falls to the floor from fainting

A trip to the doctor tells her she’s to again be a proud mother

and then came the gift of another daughter

what a beautiful gift

Alone in a strange place

They had now become the three amigos

Sad and lonely she returns home to the town she will forever love

More years pass she finds love again

She marries and is given the gift of a child

This time she would bear her only son

Sadly two years later her husband passes

She’s alone again naturally

But she’s not truly alone

She has three beautiful children

She wonders if she’ll ever find love again

One day she finds herself a trucker

and once again she marries

Having tied her tubes years ago

She thinks she will never have the gift of children again

Someone else lets her know she’s yet a mother again

To her shock she finds she’s having twins

and low and behold she has more daughters as cute as can be

and after two more years she has her last gift and it’s again a daughter

She ties her tubes one last time

and her tree is complete

But sadly her marriage again fell victim and she and her tree of children were on their own again, naturally

Of course she wasn’t meant to be alone

But who was out there? Would she ever truly find her forever love?

One day at play in the park with her kids

The love of her life stops by

She dreamed of him as a little girl

Delivered newspapers to his family home

But years passed and they were never free at the same time

And now they were both free

And what was truly meant to be

Could begin

And she finally found her forever love and they married

Now they are

A Family through and through

Happily blended ever after

Copyright 2014 A Family through and through© Felina Silver Robinson


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Today my heart cracked a little

I read the story of a mother from Mercer County, PA

Cracked my heart a little

I cried me a river when I heard

that

Mary Rader is a mother of four

Doing her job was too much of a chore

With her own mother and her mother’s husband living at her home

There’s was almost one child for each adult

Who could ask for more

But in her eyes it wasn’t good enough

So I don’t know her rhyme or her reason

But she chose her 7-year-old son Antonio

To be sent to his own private dungeon

He slept in the basement

with the cold cement floor for his bed and his bathroom

No company, no food, no hot water

Sometimes allowed upstairs for the sake of a cold shower

Maybe a small fraction of food

An occasional trip to the backyard

Not remembering how to play he catches bugs like a snake

for that he is beaten

He tries to sneak real food but is beaten again

So it’s time to return to the basement

Where silence has become his best friend

Each day that passes his pounds slip away

His little teeth begin to rot and his feet have become infected

What his case worker sees when he is finally found

is a poor little 7-year-old skeleton near his death

The adults tending to the house

Show no remorse of course

The case worker is puzzled

When she finds three healthy siblings running about the house

With no rhyme or reason poor Antonio lay wasting away

in a tomb darkened by boarded windows

What wrong could a poor little boy do

Covered in urine and feces atop his dirt riddled body

Near death she said

An undeserving mother now facing charges

Antonio and siblings with a better future ahead

Now Mary Rader must face the music

There is no penance that can save her

A full sentence must be served

May god heal her children with happiness and cheer

May they find peace through the love of good people

This is the only thing that can heal the crack in my heart

Copyright 2014 Today my heart cracked a little© Felina Silver Robinson


I just read the CBS News story “Litany of horrors allegedly inflicted on boy found nearly dying of starvation“. As a listened to the reporter, Mary Robb Jackson interviewing neighbors and telling the story, I just couldn’t stop crying. There were times that I was a single mother with three children, then again with six children.  There was never a time when a single one of my children were left to starve. I would go without if I had to for the sake of my children. Fortunately, that’s not really something I had to deal with. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make sure that ALL of my children were fed and their needs tended to.  I almost feel as though poor Antonio’s mother, Mary Rader, blindly picked one of her children’s names out of a hat and that poor child was going to endure the most horrific conditions of their life most likely because the mother felt she couldn’t afford to take care of all of them with the limited resources she had. Poor Antonio knew no better than to catch insects and eat them because he had nothing else to eat. He couldn’t play as other children did because he had no energy. I can’t even imagine how he carried the weight of his riddled body from place to place, with infected feet and an extreme lack of strength. I don’t know how he wasn’t asphyxiated by the smell of his own defecation and decay, no clean air to breathe. Only by the grace of god there was even 25 lbs left of him to be rescued.

In my lifetime, I have served as a jury member 3 of the 4 times I was called to duty. Each time the case was related to drunk driving. Despite my feelings on the subject, I was able to serve as madam foreman objectively each time. If I were called upon to serve on this case, there is absolutely no way that I would have any objectivity. As a mother of six there is no one that would be permitted to inflict any harm towards my own children without paying a price. Mary Rader must be punished to the fullest extent of the law as should Antonio’s maternal grandmother Deanna Beighley and her husband Dennis Beighley for being fully aware of what was occurring and doing absolutely nothing to help young Antonio. How can you tend to the needs of three other children, who seemingly in good health, and basically attempt to obliterate young Antonio’s life. What could such a young child have done that was so wrong causing his mother to commit such a heinous and unforgiving act? In cases such as this, while everyone has the right to due process, this particular case should be exempt.

Mary Rader, Deanna Beighley and Dennis Beighley’s trials should be pushed aside and they should be sentenced to endure the same conditions that poor Antonio did for at least the same period, if not longer.

I hope that Antonio and his siblings can be placed somewhere that no one will have heard about their story, they can change their names and erase the past they had no power to control. They deserve a fresh start with people who will put them first and make all the normal parental sacrifices you would expect a parent to make.

Every time I see a boarded up window with children’s toys in the yard or on the porch, I will wonder if there is a child victim being neglected by an insanely, unconscionable, sorry excuse of a parent.

I implore our justice system to truly seek justice for Antonio and his siblings.

Opinion of

Felina Silver Robinson


A Mothers Love

There is nothing stronger than a mother’s love

Mom has 9 months to get to know her child

Mother and child are linked together through flesh and blood

Temperament,

Likes and dislikes

All that mom eats, drinks and smokes, the baby does too

If mommy is an alcoholic or a drug addict

Her baby will be fighting for her life

A mother’s love has to be stronger than life itself

For it’s a life she will be protecting

From the moment of birth

Til the moment of death

A mothers love must get her child through thick and thin

Nothing can stand in their way

Mom will learn when to take a step back

Even if it means her child must fall

A child must learn how to pick themselves back up again

Because mom will not always be there

Mom will listen to all that must be said

Weather good or bad

She must be supportive

Even if she doesn’t agree

A Mothers love gives her strength to deal with all things

Copyright 2014 A Mothers Love© Felina Silver Robinson


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The Voice of Autism: Why does my daughter hate me

She yells at me for reasons unknown

Everything mean thing they said to her is now meant for me

There is no reasoning, no rationalization of her words or behavior

She cries thinking no one loves her

All you can do is reassure her that you are there and you care

She tells you she hates you

She calls you a liar and runs out the door

She doesn’t go far because she’s mad at the world

She knows they won’t understand her

She walks up and down and back and forth til she’s calmed herself again

She re-enters the house and asks for forgiveness

She tells me she loves me and lets me know I’m the best

What can I do, What can I say

I tell her I love her and let all the bad slip away

She calms and slips into sleep for the night

All is forgotten once again

My only hope is that tomorrow is better

That she will learn to love herself

And stop hating me

Even though she professes her love for me

Copyright 2014 The Voice of Autism: Why does my daughter hate me© Felina Silver Robinson


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