My 3-year-old son, Janosch, used to love kindergarten. Then one day, everything changed.
He cried every morning, clung to me, and begged not to go. At first, I thought it was just a phase—but my gut said otherwise. When he quietly whispered, “I don’t want to eat there anymore,” I knew something was wrong.
So I went to the daycare unannounced and watched through the window.
What I saw broke me.
Janosch sat in tears as a teacher harshly ordered him to eat, forcing a spoon into his mouth. He cried, choked, and tried to turn away.
I ran inside, yelling, “Don’t touch him again!”
That moment changed everything. I spoke to management, demanded answers—and eventually, the staff changed. Slowly, my son began to smile again. He felt safe.
What I learned:
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Always trust your child’s instincts.
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And your own.
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A parent’s action can stop silent suffering before it leaves deep scars.
