Final
Thoughts
“Parents
can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the
final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.”
Anne
Frank
All
day yesterday I felt exhausted from the emotional impact of the
trial. My thoughts kept going back to the children involved, one boy only eight years old, and both of whom were called to the stand
to testify. The older boy, sixteen now, raced through his testimony
as though it had been memorized and rehearsed. The younger one simply cried,
terrified of the whole scene, and so afraid of saying the wrong thing
and hurting one or both of his parents. He never should have been put
in such an untenable position. It was an exercise of unconsciousness
in its cruelest form—children caught in the crossfire between
self-centered adults.
I
thought, too, about how our verdict will play out in the lives of
those children. In the best of all worlds, it would stand as a life
lesson in what not to do when you're angry; in understanding that what you say and
do matters, and can come back to haunt you. Probably, though, since this is not the best of all worlds, our
verdict only increased their resentment and anger—their parents are
going to pay the price for our decision, therefore it is our fault
that they suffer. It's just too hard to see a beloved parent as the
cause of pain until much, much later in life.
The bottom line is, I
hurt for children everywhere. The photos of children in Syria, in
refugee camps, in war zones, in places where there is no clean water,
not enough food, harsh living conditions, and constant danger are heart
breaking. Where are our priorities? Why do the adults in their lives
not see that their constant battle for power, whether it is in the
courtroom, or on the battlefield, is a terrible evil? As a world, we
must open our eyes and look at what we are doing to children on both
ends of the spectrum—both by giving too much, as is often the case
in this country, and by caring too little.
I
don't regret having been on that jury, because it has made me more
conscious of the many ways that adult behavior impacts children. I
only regret that I cannot reach out to those two young sons to offer
something more than the comfort of my prayers. I hope you will add your prayers to mine that we might create a better world for children everywhere.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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