I never thought my son would be taken from me. I miss my son so much. I hated Child and Family Services before all this. I have seen the damage they have done to so many people I know. I am an awesome father who constantly put his son first yet CFS refuses to see it. I used to play videogames with him everyday and although we were hooked on them it gave him a desire to understand complex things such as science, history and it boosted his reading ability. We were quite poor after paying the bills but I wanted my son to grow up in a nice neighborhood away from gangs and hard drugs.
I was careful not to bring bad influences into his life. I would go out of my way to inquire how his day went at school. At the end of the day the parents would wait at the office as the children came from class when I seen my boy we would go to his class and talk to his teacher about how his day was. Then me and my son would talk about it on the way home and again on the way to school the next day. I always tried to instill a sense of right and wrong in my son. I tried to always be understanding of him and his needs.
I would have huge birthdays at the children's museum with his whole class invited. Do you know how hard that is to do when you are low income ? We would be almost inseperable, like 2 peas in a pod. He was very creative and we would play lego for hours. We would go eat at most the resturants around our home. Now that he is gone I don't go anywhere we used to go. Now that he has been stolen from me I don't like being seen in my own neighborhood anymore.
I wonder how he is doing and if he is ok. I cannot trust these CFS workers and they don't even answer my calls. I am in a state of despair as my son was everything to me. I worry about him so much and his whole generation. I think I must get him out of Manitoba because it is not a good place to raise your children. Even if I raise him right all it takes is one bad influence and he could end up on drugs or have gang members after him because he liked the wrong girl.
He was quite popular at school and almost everyday he would have lots of goodbyes from the other kids many kids knew his name but he didn't know thiers. He was often kind to others and had many friends at school. He was more redpilled then the average Canadian. One time he asked the McDonald's guy if they still put chemicals in their burgers. He knew that child slave labour existed and that kids "make toys and chocolate" he had an interest in how the world really worked and would often shift the conversations.I often fed my son organic food sometimes I would go hungry rather then feed him cheap food. I don't know many parents in my age group that tried as hard as me. Many parents in my age group would plant their kid infront of a tv just to keep them quiet. Many parents in my age group would party when they could but I was happy being a dad.
Here is a picture of fireworks on Canada day
Here is a picture of one of many lego bases we built.
Here is a picture of a halloween.
We used have smoothies quite often and blueberry banana was our favoraite flavour. We would recycle cups from eating take out so we could have smoothies for breakfast.
Yet now all that has changed and now I feel more hopeless everyday. My son had been ripped from me. My rights have been taken from me. My responsability has been stolen from me.
The only thing CFS returned was my memories of what it was like to grow up in care.
And now I am living a nightmare everday...