Gone are the days when children could walk to and from school by themselves. Gone are the days when children could play with their friends until dark and then head home. Gone are the days when kids went out trick-or-treating with their friends and no one had to check their candy before they ate it.
I grew up in a time when kids walked to school alone or with friends. Yes I know I’m going to sound like my parents when I say we walked for miles to school, even in the midst of winter and several feet of snow was on the ground. We passed through a wooded area with other kids, but the “big bad wolf” that was lurking there was only in our make believe minds!
In summer we played with our friends down by the river or in the park and we could be gone for hours riding our bikes or lying in the grass and after a long hard day of playing, when the sun began its descent below the horizon, we headed home hungry and tired. In the winter we slid down the neighbor’s hill with our sleds until it was completely dark outside and our parents were calling us to come in out of the cold, but we kept saying to ourselves, just one more ride!
Halloween was for children and as we got older, 8, 9, 10, 11 we dragged our little brothers and sisters with us and went knocking on neighbors and strangers doors alike. We munched on candy as our bags got heavier and heavier. No one thought that someone could possibly put a razor in an apple or drugs in a candy bar. We would stay out until dark and it was the one night
where we could go into the local bars. The barman would give us popcorn balls wrapped in different color cellophane paper and the men on the stools would dig into their pockets and throw change into our bags of loot.
Today parents would shiver from fear to even imagine such scenarios. Gone are the days of innocence where parents let their children play outside and then expected them to return home. Gone are the days when parents tucked their children into their bed, kissed them goodnight, turned off the light and expected to find them there in the morning.
Where are these countless children that we hear about everyday; that were here one moment and then gone the next? The faces change, the names change, the ages are different, yet the sweet innocent smile looking back at us are all the same.
And so again, another beautiful child is missing without a trace and I wonder how is it possible for a child to completely disappear and not leave any evidence of what had happened? The most recent has been 8 year-old Sandra Cantu from Tracy, California. She left a friend’s house on Friday March 27 and hasn’t been seen since.
The month before on February 10, five year-old Haleigh Cummings was taken from her bed in the middle of the night while her father’s then 17 year-old girl-friend, now wife, was sleeping in the same room along with Haleigh’s brother. Haleigh too has vanished without a trace.
On January 10, six year-old Adji Desir was playing with friends and then afterwards was still playing in front of his grandmother’s house and then he was gone. No one saw anything. Little Adji has the mental capacity of a 2 year-old and has a very limited vocabulary. After several extensive searches for the boy, there are no leads.
Almost two years ago Maddie McCann vanished into thin air while sleeping with her twin siblings in a resort apartment in Praia da Luz, Portugal while their parents were dining at a nearby restaurant with friends while on holiday. Some believe she was abducted, while others think that her parents, Kate and Gerry McCann, may have accidentally killed her from an overdose of sleeping medication.
Which leads us to the Caylee Anthony case where some believe that the child’s death may have been caused accidentally by a fatal dose of chloroform that the mother, Casey Anthony, administered because Casey wanted to go out and party. I say, how many parents who want to knock out their kid puts masking tape over the child’s mouth? The difference with the Caylee Anthony case to all the others is the body was found and there’s overwhelming evidence as to what happened and who did it.
Contrary to belief, most children missing each year are found. Most sexual abuse to a child is with someone that the family and the child knows. Worst nightmare for a parent is that their child is abducted by a complete stranger and for good reason; the child is usually taken, tortured, raped and then killed within the first three hours after their abduction.
Maya Muses: How many more children must disappear before people begin to say enough is enough?! Not only should there be stricter laws putting pedophiles away for good and throwing away the key; the judges that let these people go with just a slap on the hand (so they can go and commit another assault on another child) these judges need to be disbarred for life!!!
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4 responses so far ↓
1 Michelle // Apr 4, 2009 at 12:41 am
Our children, aged now 17-23, were raised in the country in their early years and such a life. In an out of neighbours houses, collecting kids along the way to ride bikes into the bush to build cubbyhouses and so on. We always knew they were fine. There was always someone keeping an eye out for them.
We moved to the city when our eldest was 16 and what a shock that was! Our son, then 10, felt it the most I think. He was astounded that kids at his school could not ride a bike to visit him (some could not even ride a bike), climb trees in the park, or do any of the things he’d taken for granted.
The missing children stories are just so sad. I saw something disturbing recently-a different type of missing children story, where children from poor regions of India were kidnapped and sold to adoption agencies to and released to unsuspecting (or maybe not so unsuspecting in some cases) western parents.
An incredibly strong Australian woman, in watching the play of the two siblings she’d adopted felt suspicious and began to investigate and discovered the truth. She very bravely went to the authorities, knowing that her now teenage children may be lost to her. Fortunately, it all ended well, and the two families are very involved in the other’s lives, and the Australian-Indian children have two families. But how many do not ever get the chance to be resolved, I wonder?
2 Lynn // Apr 4, 2009 at 5:09 am
As sad as those stories are, children kidnapped from their families and adopted by unsuspecting people looking to adopt, as in the story you told, at least those kids were raised with a loving Australian family. I will say though, the adoptive mother was truly brave to contact authorities because she very well could have lost her children by doing so.
There are other stories, however, that are horrific like the well-known case about a little Russian girl, Masha, 5 years old who was adopted by a pedophile. She wasn’t only sexually abused for five years she was starved purposely to delay the onset of puberty! You can read more here about this tragic story and this brave little girl.
3 Deena // Apr 4, 2009 at 8:13 pm
It is sad how times have changed. My childhood was like you described yours and I don’t think it’ll ever be that way again.
4 Lynn // Apr 5, 2009 at 6:22 am
Unfortunately, I think you’re right.
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