Why this blog
A number of Danes contribute to this blog – here is their stories and motivations for their effort
Many years ago – a lifetime when I look back on all the stuff I have managed to be a part of – I volunteered to enter a boarding school on the Devil Island as we real Danes call the Island where the politicians invent the evilness they inflict on honest citizens like me.
It very much destroyed my relationship with my parents for a time until they finally admitted that they were wrong not to pull me right away.
I have difficulties even to write about all these things I went through. We were forced to sing every morning which was a totally disregard of my background from a working class family where the only singing are down in the pub or at the stadium cheering for out soccer team accompanied by a lot of beers. As for alcohol it was forbidden and I did know it before I entered the school. I had accepted it because I was promised that I would only be on the school during 10 weekends, but something went wrong when I phoned home and demanded to be pulled. The fundamental human right as every young Dane has – the right to drink alcohol once they are confirmed was denied me. It is difficult to explain the anger I felt and still feel years later.
But as I stated in the start, my experience was back in 2008. Now I am legally an adult but I still feel that something was taken from me. It was the longest three weeks I have ever experienced.
So I have decided to make this blog where I over the next couple of years will make 1000 posts of places where you don’t want to be as a teenager. They are published in random order as I cannot rank them because I haven’t been there myself.
As a mother of two teenagers I personally know the hardship, challenges and efforts any parents will face. A number of years ago I made an error exposing my children to a foreign culture. Together with my husband we put our own ambitions and wishes for the future above the needs of our children. Back in Denmark the emotional scars we had inflicted on our children by mistake became very clear.
When you believe that you have exhausted every option of outpatient treatment it is often easy to be persuaded into accepting a residential option which I foolish fell into believing as a right choice for my daughter. My heart cried when she left and it never felt right. In the end I ended taking her back and I have to say that we while taking small steps we are moving in the right direction.
I have chosen to contribute with my knowledge to the task of finishing this blog.
Having lived almost a full life as an ordinary woman from the working class I find that the way the society judge children with mental challenges awful. In my family a relative suffered from depression. The social services claims that the relative have infected her child with her depression causing the child to have a depression of her own. Due to the genetic guilt my relative have been forced to pay several thousand of Danish Kroner every single month because she have given birth to a child who not only are a burden for the state of Denmark but also happens to suffer from an illness many still today see as social unacceptable.
Furthermore the treatment options are not that good. A lot of group homes in Denmark have almost none or only a few employees with relevant education. Foster parents are for most uneducated despite the fact that they should pass only two days of education before they are handed a child in their care. In 2010 the percentage of foster parents who scores the money for the state with taking the mandatory courses was above 75 percent.
Perhaps there are good options for children who need treatment but there are also a lot of scammers and cheaters among the foster parents and group home managers. Due to a little surplus in my daily life I have decided to contribute to this blog.
I manage a number of blogs about Danish culture and I comment on international news involving Danes in the big world out there. The cartoon war made me realize that we Danes have too much to lecture the world about because we live in the most advanced and educated culture in the world. Also as a father I find that it is my duty to condemn whenever I see wrong.
I am happy that I was invited to be author on this blog. Humbly I’ll try to do my best.
Having lived almost my entire life in Denmark until a couple of years ago I have no knowledge of how students in the rest of the world have to exist while they attend school. My father was offered a job in another country and when I faced the culture there it was clear that I would live like I was a criminal denied of the basic needs a typical Danish student have. I have been a law-abiding citizen my entire life so why should I be punished and do time without committing the crime?
I returned to Denmark without not even attending one day at school abroad to become a straight A-student as some would call it in other countries. I also returned home with an improved social awareness knowing that I had to do my part improving the conditions in high schools abroad so they also legally can have Friday bars on campus and graduate as a whole person instead of just a robot having been lucky enough to guess right on a questionnaire.
I hope that I can do a difference.