Teachers backing Baby P director
More than 60 Haringey head teachers have joined forces to write a letter in support of the director of Haringey's Children and Young People's Service.
Sharon Shoesmith has come under increasing pressure to resign this week from her position after the tragic death of 17-month-old Baby P.
The child died in August 2007 after suffering sustained abuse.
The letter said Ms Shoesmith had "worked relentlessly" to ensure the best services for "all young people".
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I can't stomach anymore of this. This director and the other incompetent staff don't feel guilt. There will be no open investigation, everyone will close ranks to protect them. Its already started. Its the whistleblower who tried to fix it thats going to pay. The world makes me sick. Let me tell you this story, I know it inside out
Director's story:
she'll have all and sundry come out to support her, and she'll be ok. She'll give hersef a bonus at christmas. Take her posh familiy off to somewhere warm and be a great mum and all that. Swell.
This womans story:
She will be racked with guilt over the childs death. Everday she'll think about what she could have and should have done. Shell see her colelagues turn into a mob and bully her for being some sort of 'traitor'. She'll be isolated and lonely. Her work will be nit picked constantly by the managers in preperation for her dismissal. She'll spend the week barely saying much more than 'good morning' and 'good night' five times. She'll be made to take the blame. When she gets home she'll still have a black sick feeling in her stomach. And have to deal with depression and suicide. Her boyfriend or husband will get fed up of her because she isn't any fun. That'll end in divorce. With noone to support her she'll break down at work and lose her job, and her career. She'll wonder what sort of world she lives in, why someonr whoes brave enough to do speak out deserves this. Why noone helps her. Then she'll die. The end
You must think im psychotic, but its cos i know this story. except i never grew up so much, the way i remember it is if you get treated like this by anyone you dont sit there and take it. you go fuck them up, you fuck their whole life up. and thats it. the end.