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Baby P - P for Peter

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

It’s easy to go on about your day... get up... head into work... go about your day... come home... spend time with family... then repeat the next day. But one day just a couple weeks ago, there was something that touched my heart and brought tears to my eyes as I stood waiting for the morning train to work. It was the story of a courageous and tortured boy that is lovingly known as Baby P.

He died at 17 months at the hands of his incompetent mother, Tracey Connolly, and her sadistic boyfriend, Steven Barker, and paedophile lodger, Jason Owen. (By the way, I’m naming them, as I found their names on the internet... They should NOT be given the chance at anonymity for their safety) They repeatedly tortured the boy until one final blow to the head finally killed him. The most heartbreaking part of the story is that social services, police and doctors had 60 chances to remove him from the situation, but failed to do so. All the stories are here: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/baby-p/

This particular story hits close to home as every day just seeing my little one brings an instant smile to my face. It baffles me how anyone could not such an innocent and loving child. But also, it makes you wonder... as one person, what can you do to prevent such things? Realistically, the world can be cruel and this will happen again to another child. But as a society who’s managed to do amazing things in the world, how can we not prevent a child (any child) from suffering as much as Baby P did? What can we do? Where do we start?