http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/bluelinen/index/ en thesoulofasurvivor@gmail.com Copyright 2009 2009-01-03T06:58:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/bwelcome_b/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/bwelcome_b/#When:04:00:00Z imikimi - Customize Your World This is a great, great moment in your life! You have just entered into one of the few sites that will allow people with disabilities/challenges to communicate, learn, laugh, cry, hope and dream with each other! Whatever our disability(differently-abled)-challenge is, it is NOT, the verdict in OUR lives!  We are ALL alive and well! We will NOT stop living and advancing because of the challenges in our life! On May 3, 2002, While driving I was struck by a hit-and-run driver. The impact was so hard that I was ejected out of the passenger’s window of my car! I immediately went air borne a little over 50 feet! I landed on my head. I was on life support for 2 1/2 weeks.  Today, I live with a brain injury.  “Having a brain injury does not mean that I am brain dead!” Life and living goes on! I am also a survivor of being molested and raped.  The person who did this deplorable act to me, signed my birth certificate as “Father of Child.” I made a promise to my God and to myself that if my God let’s me back on earth. I WILL DO GOD’S WILL!  I WILL DO WHATEVER IS ASK OF ME TO DO! I now have a purpose in life.........My proclamation is to help, serve, stand up for the advancement of my disabled/challenged brothers and sisters and children! We do need better laws to protect us! Laws that allows for better accessible entrances in some buildings. I AM YOUR ADVOCATE! THIS IS MY MOVEMENT!!!...I have made personal revisions in my life to get the job done! Y-E-S, “A Change Has Come Over Me.” Today, my life is joyful, happy and more productive than it’s ever been, because I have accepted that I have a challenge/disability.  I have also accepted the fact that I can not control the way another person has treated me in my life, but, I can control the way I treat myself and others.  I have also allowed myself to cry when I hurt, get angry when I am mad (not get even)...These emotions are needed on our journey.  It does not mean that we are weak, but crying allows us to love ourselves , love others and finally be free of such hurts and pains.  While on my journey, I have found peace inside of myself-I am my tall glass of refreshing water all day-everyday long.  I like, love and adore myself and I will continue to “Hold On” to God’s grace, goodness and mercy.  In the year of 2006 I was Oprah’s International Chairperson for the disabled for Oprah’s run to win the Nobel Peace Prize (under Rocky Twyman , Director of Oprah 4 Nobel Peace Prize).  I will continue to fight for Oprah to win such a deserving award.  I am also writing my autobiography.  My goal(s) is to have the writing completed by the year 2008.  I am also working on recording inspirational/motivational CDs.  Stay tuned for more things to come in the future.  If you want to keep track to see whatever I am doing just Google my name, Chandra Leigh Brown. Enjoy this site! If you have interesting news to share-bring it to the site! Join in on the daily forums! You will get to know others on this site! Check out the abbreviated resource site! Share some of your ideas with me. Everyone will get an inspirational thought every Sunday on “Beloved’s Prescription” We have pages for games & riddles and, Happenings, News, Inspirational thoughts, start a blog! This is our home away from home!  So pull up your chair-get comfortable, share ideas, meet others and have fun. Always treat everyone with respect! No foul and/or obscene language!  Always be kind to each other. I am always open for suggestions and/or concerns! I HONOR YOUR GREATNESS! Beloved Egypt (formally Chandra Leigh Brown) Survivor/Proprietor/Motivational Speaker 2005-10-09T04:00:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/everyday_meditations/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/everyday_meditations/#When:06:58:00Z Remember that sunset… ... the most vivid day’s end you’ve ever seen. You may have been at the top of a mountain, or simply sitting in a lawn chair on your back deck; holding hands with your loved one, or blissfully alone. Let this small treasure from sometime past become a gem to brighten your present. Be there now, the flamboyant hues painting the sky, and feel the satisfaction of another day well done… EVERYDAY MEDITATIONS 2009-01-03T06:58:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/from_perhaps_to_possible/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/from_perhaps_to_possible/#When:11:53:00Z You may feel joyful and elated as wonderful surprises come your way today. Because these events put you in a great mood, you may want to direct some of your positive energy to jumpstarting the creative process on your personal endeavors. One good way to do this is by allowing your imagination to call forth the results you desire. Simply find a quiet place to think about one specific outcome you would like to create in your life you may also want to purchase a poster board and write down what you would like to create in your life-your life plan, for this coming year.  Insert as much detail into this vision as you can today, taking care not to limit your ideas or hold yourself back by settling for what you believe is possible. Instead, let your thoughts grow and expand on this idea, and allow your joyful emotions to grow stronger and more powerful. Then release your intention to the universe and ask your higher power for guidance in making it happen. By using the power of thought and emotion, we give life to the visions we hold in our hearts. We may have limited success in manifesting our intentions because they exist only as vague ideas in our minds. By taking time to build on-build upon these ideas and endow them with rich detail and vibrant emotional energy, we fill them with strength and power. If we also consciously release our intentions to the universe once they are fully formed, we are, in effect, inviting the universe to work with us in bringing them into reality. Applying your joyful mood to the creation of your dreams today can provide the fuel that propels them from perhaps to possible. Born From Greatness!!!… BELOVED EGYPT I AM NOT WORRIED ABOUT TOMORROW; TODAY IS BEAUTIFUL! Someone was hurt before you; wronged before you; hungry before you; frightened before you; humiliated before you; raped before you, yet someone survived. Maya Angelou FOR AN INSPIRATIONAL MESSAGE [url=http://www.WEPRAISE.FM]http://www.WEPRAISE.FM[/url] Blogging 2008-12-28T11:53:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/blisten_love_laugh_live_give_and_help/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/blisten_love_laugh_live_give_and_help/#When:06:00:01Z “Look to this day,for yesterday is already a dream… And tomorrow is a vision… But today lived, makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well to this day.” MOTIVATIONAL THOUGHTS Greatness occurs when your children love you, when your critics respect you and when you have peace of mind. -- Quincy Jones It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for something you are not. -Andre Gide Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I will not forget you. -William Arthur Ward Happiness is not getting what you want, it’s wanting what you’ve got. -Author Unknown The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up. -Mark Twain If you do not hope, you will not find what is beyond your hopes. -St. Clement of Alexandra Work spares us from three evils: boredom, vice, and need. -Voltaire It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. -Theodore Roosevelt The significance of a man is not in what he attains but in what he longs to attain. -Kahil Gibran Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall. -Confucius Try not to become a man of success but a man of value. -Albert Einstein Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do. -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe We are still masters of our fate. We are still captains of our souls. -Winston Churchill When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us. -Helen Keller The majority of men meet with failure because of their lack of persistence in creating new plans to take the place of those, which fail. -Napoleon Hill Anyone who has ever struggled with poverty knows how extremely expensive it is to be poor. --James A. Baldwin I have learnt silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers. ~Kahlil Gibran~ There go the people. I must follow them for I am their leader. -Alexandre Ledru-Rollin The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.” -Martin Luther King, Jr. Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting, experience treacherous, judgment difficult. -Hypocrites Winning isn’t everything, but wanting to win is. -Vince Lombardi WORD OF THE WEEK ramble RAM-buhl, verb, noun: 1. to wander about noun: 1. a walk for pleasure without predetermined destination verb: 1. to talk or write about one thing and then another without useful connection 2008 DECEMBER 2008 1 AIDS Awareness Day 21 First Day of Winter 22 Hanukkah 25 Christmas Day 26 Kwanzaa & Boxing Day (Can.) 31 New Year’s Eve JOKES 2008-12-28T06:00:01-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/a_family_friend_says_singer_and_actress_eartha_kitt_has_died_of_colon_cance/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/a_family_friend_says_singer_and_actress_eartha_kitt_has_died_of_colon_cance/#When:21:07:00Z Singer-actress Eartha Kitt dies at 81 Was a star on Broadway, in movies, on recordings BREAKING NEWS NBC News and news services updated 4:55 p.m. ET, Thurs., Dec. 25, 2008 NEW YORK - Singer and actress Eartha Kitt has died of colon cancer at age 81, her longtime publicist Patty Freedman told NBC News on Thursday. Kitt died in Connecticut with her daughter by her side. Kitt was a star of Broadway, records and films; she even played Catwoman in the Batman television show in the 1960s. One of her hit songs was the campy Christmas song “Santa Baby.” She spoke out against the Vietnam War at a White House luncheon in 1968. This developing story will be updated. News 2008-12-25T21:07:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/report_frail_michael_jackson_suffering_from_rare_lung_condition/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/report_frail_michael_jackson_suffering_from_rare_lung_condition/#When:21:20:00Z By KORIN MILLER DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER Monday, December 22nd 2008 Michael Jackson is suffering from a rare lung condition and needs to undergo an emergency transplant operation, according to a report that continues to gain steam. And his normally outspoken publicist hasn’t denied the allegations. The King of Pop may even be fighting for his life, New York Times bestselling biographer Ian Halperin tells In Touch magazine and Britain’s Sunday Express newspaper. Halperin, author of such tomes as “Love & Death: The Murder of Kurt Cobain” and “Stalking Britney: Under Siege With Britney Spears,” says Jackson has been diagnosed with Alpha 1-antitrypsin deficiency, an occasionally fatal genetic condition. “He’s had it for years but it’s gotten worse,” Halperin told In Touch. “He needs a lung transplant but may be too weak to go through with it. He also has emphysema and chronic gastrointestinal bleeding, which his doctors have had a lot of trouble stopping. It’s the bleeding that is the most problematic part. It could kill him.” According to Halperin, Jackson “can barely speak” and is having trouble seeing: “The vision in his left eye is 95 percent gone.” Jackson, who has lived largely out the public eye in recent years, shocked fans in July when he was photographed in wheelchair. The 50-year-old also received help walking when stepped out in Los Angeles earlier this month wearing a Zorro-style face mask. Jackson’s rep was unavailable for comment Sunday, but the singer’s brother Jermaine didn’t deny the reports, telling Fox News, “He’s not doing so well right now. This isn’t a good time.” News 2008-12-22T21:20:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/breast_implants_may_increase_risk_of_rare_cancer1/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/breast_implants_may_increase_risk_of_rare_cancer1/#When:06:47:00Z By MITCH STACY A year to the day after she buried her son, Joanie Halgrim rode in a minivan down a rocky dirt road not far from the airport in Nairobi, Kenya. Her stomach turned from the stench of rotting garbage and raw sewage mingling with exhaust fumes and the acrid smoke from sizzling meat peddled by street vendors. The van stopped in the midst of some bleak gray apartment blocks, their balconies festooned with drying clothes flapping in the sun. She and the other travelers got out and entered an austere concrete block building. It didn’t look nearly finished, and yet in a week’s time it would be a home to unwanted children, a place where they would sleep in neat rows of new wooden bunk beds upstairs, the first real bed many of them would ever have. As she walked around the dusty interior of the orphanage last month, deep feelings welled up inside Joanie. On the second floor, she found a balcony and walked outside to be by herself. And she started to cry. She thought about the many times she had prayed for a miracle when her son, John, was sick. She realized that maybe now she was getting it. ___ It was a year and a half before, in April 2007, when the two ladies came to the Halgrim house in Fort Myers, Fla. “Think of me as your fairy godmother,” one of them, Sue Fenger, told 15-year-old John Halgrim. He smiled. She was a volunteer from the Make-A-Wish Foundation, the charity that helps dreams come true for children with life-threatening ailments. He was a boy with a time bomb in his brain. “I’ve been thinking about this,” John told her. He had considered a trip to the Bahamas after hearing about an opulent resort called Atlantis, where guests get to swim with dolphins. That sounded like the coolest thing ever, he thought. And he knew his two brothers and sister would like it, too. But as John’s illness intensified, a wholly different idea came to mind. Maybe the mission videos he’d seen at church planted the seed, the ones showing kids living in slums without running water. Or maybe it was the television program he once watched, where other kids who had lost their parents to AIDS were forced into slavery. Whatever the reason, John become fixated on those children — and that place. “I want to stop the hunger in Africa,” he told the wish-granter. Fenger didn’t know what to say at first. John went on: “I want to open an orphanage in Africa.” That, of course, wasn’t what Fenger expected. Other kids ask to go to a movie premiere, visit the set of “American Idol” or even meet the president. That kind of wish can usually be granted. But this? “John, that’s a really big wish,” she said. “I’m not sure Make-A-Wish can do a wish like that. Do you have a second wish?” John got quiet. Then he made up his mind. “Nope,” he said, “that’s my only wish.” “Are you sure there’s nobody you’d like to meet?” she pressed. “Soccer stars? Singers?” “Nope,” he said again. He was, in so many ways, an ordinary kid. He liked soccer and fishing with his brother Justin and had a crush on a girl at school named Katie. But John also believed steadfastly in God and faith and still, somehow, miracles. He also believed that he would eventually be healed, that this thing in his brain was put there so he could do something important. And this, he decided, was important. ___ The crushing headaches began more than a year before the wish-granters came calling, in early 2006, around the time John turned 14. On the soccer field, where he was used to being better than most other kids, he felt weird and off-balance. His mother started noticing that he looked too gangly and awkward out there, like a giraffe. Doctors thought he might have allergies or migraines. One wanted to put him on antidepressants. His mom insisted on an MRI. The radiologist who performed the procedure in March 2006 knew right away what he was looking at. He showed John’s parents the thing in the boy’s head, a black spot in the middle of the image of his skull. Joanie thought it looked like a little bomb had exploded in there. “My mom came out 10 minutes later and gave me a big hug and kiss,” John wrote later in a journal he started keeping. “I was stumped. What was wrong? My mom told me I had a tumor then, and that is when my journey with God began.” At first, John felt relieved. At least they knew what was wrong. Now, maybe, the headaches would stop. Then he started to get scared. His Aunt Debbie, Joanie’s older sister, had a brain tumor — and she died. “Am I going to die?” he asked his mother. “No,” she tried assuring him. “You’re not going to die.” But only a few weeks later, doctors at St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital in Memphis took John’s parents into a room and delivered the unthinkable news: Their son had a malignant tumor on his brain stem that was impossible for surgeons to remove without damaging his brain or killing him. Odds of survival were long. But John and his family believed he could beat it from the start. He spent six weeks at St. Jude with his mom for radiation and chemotherapy. He would lie down on a table while a machine swirled around him. He had to wear a mask to keep his head still, which he hated. They even sent him to get the braces off his teeth so it would fit tight on his face. “When I went in, my mom always told me to imagine God zapping the tumor away,” he wrote in his journal. “And you know what, I did. I did every day.” He also jotted down a Bible verse. Hebrews 11:1: “Faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.” Before he got sick, John went to church most Sundays with his family but wasn’t what you would call religious. He acknowledged that something happened to him when the cancer showed up. “I learned I needed to change my life,” he wrote in the journal. “I learned I needed to live my life through God’s eyes and not my own. I learned I had been asking him for so much more than I had been giving him.” John thought about that at St. Jude when he learned that every kid with cancer gets a wish from the Make-A-Wish people. Back home in Fort Myers, he bugged his mother for months to call Make-A-Wish so he could tell someone about how he wanted to help the kids in Africa. He thought the charity might help him raise money or even send him on a mission trip. But his parents didn’t want to hear about it. The tumor was still there, slowly killing their son, and they were desperate to find some way to stop it. Calling Make-A-Wish seemed like giving up. “John, let’s worry about you,” his mother would say. Joanie spent hours on the computer researching possible treatments. She called specialists all over the country. She and her son flew to Los Angeles to spend 15 minutes with a top pediatric brain cancer man. She even took John to a faith healer, who grabbed his head, pushed him down and said he was healed. The tumor was still there, of course, but the radiation and chemo seemed to keep it in check as John started his freshman year at Fort Myers High School. Then one day in April 2007, a year after the initial diagnosis, John sent a text message from school. “Mom, I’m seeing these spots.” John soon started to get dizzy at school. A few months later, doctors determined that the tumor was growing again and spreading out in his brain. “I almost lost all my faith when I heard this news,” John confided in his journal. “But later on that night I sat down with God and had a long chat. I asked him are you testing my faith, is it my time and what did I do? All those questions, though, I learned were from the devil, and all I had to do was keep faith in the Lord and he would heal me.” Meanwhile, a doctor’s referral had put John on the Make-A-Wish radar. And that’s how it was that Fenger phoned and finally persuaded Joanie to let her come by to talk to John, who was eager to tell her about his wish. ___ As Fenger tried to figure out how the charity could help, John’s health got worse. But he never complained or moped or got mad. When people told John they would pray for him, he’d tell them right back that he would be praying for them, too. One of those people praying for him was a young pastor named Orlando Cabrera. John’s uncle attended the Summit Church, where Cabrera preached. John went there sometimes, and he liked Cabrera. One day Cabrera asked if he could come to the house to pray with the boy. During the visit, Joanie urged her son to talk about his wish. John explained how he wanted to help kids in Africa somehow, maybe even go on a mission trip. Naturally, Cabrera wanted to know why. Why wouldn’t John want to take a vacation or do something else fun? The wish was supposed to be just for him, after all. John propped himself up on the couch so he could look at the 33-year-old pastor. “Orlando, God didn’t allow this to happen to me so I would get something out of it,” he said. Cabrera decided then that other people needed to know about this kid — and his wish. In early June, the pastor returned with a video camera. He thought he’d show the video to his congregation, then maybe appeal for donations to benefit the church’s African missions and outreach. John, as bad as he felt by then, liked the idea, too. This could work. He sat down at the end of the dining room table and faced the camera. “Hi, I’m John Halgrim. I’m 15 years old,” he began. His head pounded, he was dizzy and sick to his stomach, and his face was puffy from the steroids. Nevertheless, he sat for more than an hour to talk about his cancer and God and the kids in Africa and his dreams for them. “I know that he’s got something great planned for me,” John said. “And I know he wants me to do this.” ___ Doug Ballinger couldn’t believe what he was seeing when a friend at Summit Church showed him the video. The 68-year-old retired businessman was moved by the boy’s spiritual maturity and selflessness. He also realized that he might be in a unique position to help. Ballinger, who had moved to Fort Myers from Memphis, recently had taken his first mission trip to Nairobi, and he couldn’t get out of his head the poverty and the suffering children he saw there. He and his son, J.D., who’d been doing African missions for years, formed a charity and called it Help the Least of These, the name taken from a verse in the book of Matthew. Father and son had helped build a new church that doubled as a schoolhouse in a Nairobi slum. They decided their next project needed to be a small orphanage. So many children are parentless in a land where violence, starvation and disease kill most adults before they reach their mid-40s. But they needed to raise the money. That’s when Ballinger saw John’s video. “It was like God did a certain thing,” he said. The video was shown during services at the Summit Church in October 2007. At the end, a pastor explained how the weekend’s collection would be donated to Help the Least of These to build the orphanage and give John Halgrim his wish. Many who watched it were in tears. And they gave — more than $13,000 that first weekend. That was just the beginning. As word spread and more people found out about John’s wish, they gave more money to help build the orphanage for him. Plans for a larger orphanage were put to paper, a project costing around $90,000. Sixty children would eventually live there, and local residents would come for church in the ground floor common room on Sundays. The building was designed so more floors could be built on top if it needed to be expanded. John never got to see the video. By the time it was shown at church that fall, the tumor was stealing his ability to function. He could hardly talk or see anymore, and had trouble getting up and down out of the brown recliner in the living room where he spent most days. But soon afterward, John’s Uncle Ed came over with a drawing, an architect’s rendering of the front of a building. The boy’s grandmother, Jackie Streit, sat down next to his chair and held it out in front of him so he could see. “John, look,” his grandmother said. “This is the orphanage that you wanted. It’s going to happen. “Most boys your age are infamous,” she joked. “You’re going to be famous.” In neat block letters across the top of the drawing was the name of the building: The John E. Halgrim Orphanage. John smiled. Then he lifted an arm off the chair and gave them all a thumbs-up. A few weeks later, surrounded by his family at a Fort Myers hospital, the 15-year-old died. At his funeral, Cabrera spoke and showed the video again as a tribute to the boy and his wish. Mourners donated another $15,000 for John’s orphanage. ___ Joanie had promised her son over and over that she would be the shepherd of his wish. That’s why she and her mother went to Nairobi with other volunteers last month to paint the walls, buy supplies for the kitchen and help move the kids in, working amid poverty that was previously unfathomable to them. She had T-shirts made for each of the orphans and volunteers that said, “Something Heavenly.” At a ceremony to dedicate the building a few days after they arrived, Joanie sat in a plastic lawn chair in the front row, cradling a small boy in her arms. She listened to people talk about John and his wish and how many obstacles had to be overcome to get to this day. When it was her turn to stand and take the microphone, her emotions made it impossible even to speak at first. Lined up on rows of benches before her, the children waited quietly, their scrubbed faces looking up at this woman who lost her son and because of that came all the way to this place to give them better lives. “I know John is watching this,” she said. “He should be here.” Since he couldn’t, his mother opened his journal and started reading aloud. It was the part John wrote on that day in June last year when the pastor came to make the video. “Today was hard, but so have been the last couple of weeks,” she read. “But all you have to do is have faith and everything should be all right...” AP writer Katharine Houreld in Kenya contributed to this story. News 2008-12-21T06:47:00-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/bfight_aids_not_people_with_aids_b/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/bfight_aids_not_people_with_aids_b/#When:16:20:01Z Tue Dec 9, 4:03 pm ET CHICAGO (AFP) – Vitamins C and E do not appear to reduce the risk of cancer, according to a pair of new studies which debunk earlier research suggesting supplements might provide some protection against the often deadly ailment. Some 15,000 men aged 50 and older participated in the study, which included an eight-year follow-up period, but neither vitamin appeared to appreciably reduce their cancer risk, according to the studies appearing in the January 7 issue of the Journal of the American Medical Association (JAMA). The findings are disappointing news for the more than half of American adults take vitamin supplements—many in the hope of warding off illness. They appear to refute earlier observational studies that linked use of vitamins E and C with reduced risk of certain forms of cancers, including cancer of the prostate. One of the two studies—the Selenium and Vitamin E Cancer Prevention Trial (SELECT)—found that vitamin E or selenium supplements, whether taken alone or in combination, appear not to reduce the risk of prostate cancer, which is the second leading cause of cancer death in the United States. “It may be time to give up the idea that the protective influence of diet on prostate cancer risk can be emulated by isolated dietary molecules given alone or in combination to middle-aged and older men,” Peter Gann of the University of Illinois at Chicago reflected in a JAMA editorial. SELECT researchers studied the supplements’ effects over seven years on some 35,533 men, aged 50 years or older. The researchers said that “large-scale, randomized trials” still must be conducted on the use of vitamin supplements and cancer. Until that next generation of trials, “physicians should not recommend selenium or vitamin E or any other antioxidant supplements to their patients for preventing prostate cancer,” said Gann. News 2008-12-09T16:20:01-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/bthree_ways_to_die_b/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/bthree_ways_to_die_b/#When:13:36:01Z 4:00AM Thursday Dec 04, 2008 By Jarrod Booker A baby who allegedly suffered a serious assault at the hands of his parents has been left brain damaged. Police have charged a 30-year-old man and his 21-year-old partner with wounding with intent to cause grievous bodily harm, and failing to supply the necessaries of life, after the incident at their home in Motueka, near Nelson. The assault allegedly took place on or about Labour Day, and the baby boy was taken to Nelson Hospital the same day with a fractured skull, before being flown to the Starship hospital in Auckland in a critical condition. Last month, Detective Sergeant Kevin Tiernan told the Weekend Herald the boy’s injuries were consistent with the child being banged against an object and “probably more than that, in terms of shaking or something like that. The severity of it confirms that it’s non-accidental.” During their investigation, police expressed frustration at the lack of information coming forward from the family of the boy. They would not reveal what led to the charges against the parents, who were due to appear in court yesterday. The boy has been removed from the couple’s care by Child, Youth and Family, as has a 13-month-old child who had also been in their care. News 2008-12-03T13:36:01-05:00 http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/our_growing_resource_list/ http://thesoulofasurvivor.org/index.php/site/our_growing_resource_list/#When:16:26:00Z View my page on Douglass High School THE DISABILITY SITE [url=http://www.the-disability-site.com]http://www.the-disability-site.com[/url] JOIN RED 2008-05-24T16:26:00-05:00