The child went to school like other children. She would get up in the morning and get dressed, eat breakfast then set out with her brothers on the school bus and go to school. The bus driver even let her sit right behind him on the bus. This made her feel very safe. The driver was very big and he was nice. He never tried to touch her the way the father does. He was a man that she could talk to and not feel afraid.
She liked, or you might say she loved, her teacher too. She always smelled so nice and she always had a smile for the little girl when ever she saw her. The teacher never yelled at her like the mother did at home.
Away from home is what she wanted and school was a good place to learn and play with other children away from the father. She worked hard on her schoolwork and homework for she wanted to please everyone. People like her mother, the father and her teacher are the people she tried to please the most.
One day when the little girl went to school. The other little girls that were in her class were saying that they loved their daddies more than she did. The girl knew that her love for the father was more than any of the other little girls could even imagine. Well the father had told her that other little girls love their daddies just the way she loved the father. So the little girl was trying to explain to her classmates that she loved her daddy more than they loved theirs.
The discussion seemed to be getting out of hand and the teacher stepped in to help with the topic of loving daddies. The teacher even said she had a daddy and her daddy was older than any of theirs and she loved him JUST LIKE they loved their daddies. She said he was big, tall and very kind and he loved her too. Well the little girl just knew that if the teacher loved her daddy the same way she loved the father then what he had told her MUST BE TRUE !!
All little girls love their daddies just like he was teaching her to love him. So when she tried to tell the teacher how the father was teaching her to love him the teacher just stood there and looked at her in this funny way and then told her to go outside and play with the other children.
The teacher sits and waits....and thinks !!! What the child didn't know was that the teacher had been very upset with what she had heard the little girl say. She didn't know whether to believe her or not. This was the first time the little girl had ever said anything about loving her father. Maybe the girl didn't know what loving meant. But she was a very bright child. She never told lies and she was always well behaved.So the teacher decided to go to the principal with the information that she had just heard. She knew the principal would know what to do.
When she enter the principal's office she sat down and told the story of the girl to her employer. The principal asked the teacher if the child had ever said things like this before. And of course the teacher had to say no. The little girl never says anything about her family. The principal said," Has the child ever come to school unclean? Had the child ever complained of being hungry? Has the child come to school bruised?" The teacher had to answer no to all of his questions. Which made this very complicated. He told her to watch the little girl and write down anything that she thought wasn't right with her." You know things like her being dirty, hungry or bruised. Or if she keeps talking about her father. Write down everything she says about him." the principal said.
The principal had told the teacher that they would have the nurse check her out and see if the child was black and blue anywhere. He told her that while she was logging all the information that he would get in contact with the Welfare Department and see if they could make a home visit and check out the family. She was to act if nothing was wrong and to go on with her teaching as usual.
The teacher goes back to her classroom because it was time for the children to return from recess. When the little girl came back inside from playing with the other children the teacher seemed to be more distant with her than usual. The teacher usually took more care in helping the little girl with her studies than she was today. She still smiled at her and she didn't yell at her but something was different. The little girl didn't know why the teacher was acting like something was wrong.
So the Child Sits and Waits.... and Thinks. Did she do something wrong for the teacher not to help her today? Was the teacher mad at her because she loved the father best? Did the teacher hate her now that she knew that the little girl loved her father like a grown up lady would love him? Did the teacher think that the little girl made up the story about the father? How could she think that? The little girl had never lied to the teacher. She had always told her the true .
The little girl didn't press the issue of loving the father for she didn't want to tell the teacher everything that the father had taught her. She didn't want the teacher mad at her for loving the father more than the teacher loved her own dad.
This is one of the times that the little girl had confided in an adult about her home life. Nothing was ever said or done about the accusations that the child had said about her father. The teacher took her notes and gave them to the principal and the principal had given them to the Welfare Department. The Welfare went to the home when the little girl wasn't there and talked with the mother.
The mother didn't know why the child had said what she said. She didn't know when the father could do the things the child had accussed him of. The mother said that the little girl was always with her and the brothers. The Welfare took the mothers word for what was happening in the home. So the case was closed for they believed the mother and not the little girl.
You must remember that this was the 1950's after all. The time when mothers stayed at home and father's went to work to make a living for the family. Surely nothing like this ever happened in that time when fathers knew best how to raise their families. And mothers stayed at home and protected their children from awful things like the cold and made sure the house was clean. But sexual child abuse?
I'm not even sure that there was such a phrase like sexual child abuse discussed in the 1950's. At that time the worst thing that could happen to a child was for a mother and father to not feed or cloth a child properly.