That’s when she fully lost it. She told me that I was a tyrant and strict teacher that had too many rules and didn’t allow her son to express himself or his wants and that I couldn’t starve him (I gave him our veggie straws and carrots to eat that he refused after seeing the crackers), and that she would call licensing on me for how to mean I was. I have what I think is a particularly amusing and pertinent answer for this question, and especially so since I hold a U.S. passport, and can only claim to be an “honorary Canadian” (which is an immense compliment, by the way!). I was already aware, from his mother, that he had been physically and sexually abused by his father.
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