My children were taken in foster care in the United Kingdom for one reason alone, if I was a white woman, I would have my 7 children with me today.
Not once in my 17 years as a mother have I ever been a danger to my children. If I was abusive to my children, then yes, I should have my children removed. I grew up with a mother who was not only cruel to me but abusive. Where I come from, Zimbabwe, a country where a mother is not only respected, but applauded for being abusive, and a child is blamed for the mother’s abuse, I constantly get abused and attacked online for talking about my abusive mother. Yet the very community who constantly attack me for being abused as a child, are the very people who made hundreds of calls to police and social services to have my children removed from my care because I expressed in my own way, art, the pain my mother inflicted on me as a child, where no one ever listens to me. I had Olinda Chapel, a woman I have never spoken to, a Zimbabwean Socialite who is adored by Zimbabwean women, a woman with mob power who hates me, who previously went online to attack me for being abused, make several calls to the British Police and Social Services pleading with the system for them to put my 7 children into care.
Well her wish was truly fulfilled, UK Social Services took my very young children from me, including a 1 year old baby who was breastfeeding. The reason they justify taking my children from me is because they said I had a mental breakdown. That is my crime as a black mother living in the UK, I had a “mental breakdown.” In other words a black woman like me is not allowed to have a mental breakdown, otherwise she will be punished severely for it and her children will even suffer worse for it.
I had Zimbabweans in the UK, including my own blood brother Lloyd Gasho call social services pleading for them to put the children in care. This is a man I brought into the UK, a man who forged his O’level certificate to get into a UK University to get a UK Diploma in Social Housing, yet no one reports him to any authorities for being a fraud. Yet knowing how cruel and brutal the UK Social Services is to black children, he wished my children be taken into that system.
What was the mental breakdown that caused a baby and her very young siblings to be taken into care?
I painted in my house, splashing paint on a big canvas and on my walls with my children. I cried as I painted, covering my face with charcoal. I cried because of the injustices I have suffered as a child, which includes being molested at the age of 6 years old in front of my own mother. I cried as I painted, because as an artist, that is the only way I can fully express myself, I paint and I splash the paint, that’s my art. I put charcoal on my face because I was in a period of mourning, I am an Israelite woman, my ancestors put ashes and sackcloth on their bodies to express grief, pain and injustice. I had recently lost my Father, the only man who was my friend and protector. The only man who fully understood me. I cried as I painted, expressing my grief, pain and anger at how the world has always treated me. As I cried, my children started to cry, because their Mummy was crying.
Even when my Daddy died, I wept in front of my children, so much they comforted me.
Who takes white British children into care for painting their faces black, dressing as witches and wizards in the name of Halloween and doing the most bizzare and strange rituals in the name of British culture. Who questions their sanity when they do things which are not considered as normal in other countries and cultures?
Tell me how it is a crime, or morally wrong for a mother to cry in front of her children? Why shouldn’t my children express sorrow because their mother is sad? Is that not a black Israelite thing to do? As Black Jews we lament when lamentation is needed. It’s our culture and religion. Do I as a black mother, not have a right to be comforted by my own children during my lowest moments in life?
If no one calls Halloween a ritual, why is it a ritual for me to paint whilst my face is covered in charcoal?
Should I not paint however I want to paint when I am going through pain?
Am I not even allowed to express my pain because I am a black mother?
How is that justification for ripping my children from me and taking them into care.
Even during that time I was supposedly having a so called mental breakdown, my baby Chaniya was constantly on my breast. Even in my so called psychotic state, I fed my baby. My children were all fed and clothed and even bathed. They never went to bed hungry because Mummy was having a breakdown.
Why am I not even allowed to have a breakdown, something I have no control over? Considering my upbringing and the cruel road of life I have walked, it is even a miracle that I never had such a so called breakdown all my life. I always put my children first, I never even had time to myself, or take care of myself, because my children always came first.
Then I have a breakdown, after losing my Daddy, and boom the UK brutal system rips my one year old baby from my breast. They entered my house and arrested my husband, brutally, without giving him a reason for arresting him. They paper sprayed him and almost chocked him to death. He fought them back to save his life, and they tortured him and took him in police custody. After arresting my husband, they ripped Chaniya off my breast, she started crying, all my children started crying.
The children started crying because their parents were being taken away. I was arrested, for a reason even today I don’t know why, and stayed in custody for days. Whilst in police custody, both my husband and I had no idea what had become of our children. They wanted to torture me in the cells, they wanted to inject me, but something extraordinary happened in the cells. My husband who was in a cells almost next to mine, could sense the horror that was about to befall me, some men came in the cells with gloves and an injection and behold my darling husband roared like a lion, and somehow caused so much havoc in their system all the alarms went off. I had no idea that my husband was in a cell next to mine, but when I heard him roar, and saw all of them run away from me, I knew somehow I would survive.
My husband called on the God of Israel, and gave me strength to fight them. They tried so hard to inject me, but no one could touch me. They tried to restrain my husband and do all sorts to him, but he fought them all so hard, and broke even the equipment they brought to put him down.
I was never given a reason I was arrested, but obviously I was arrested because I painted crying in my house with my children. My husband was told he was arrested for resisting arrest.
Yet they arrested my husband so they could take the children.
By the time we came out of their brutal cruel system, our children were in care, and there was no way of ever getting them back.
How many white women are constantly having mental breakdowns and are given support and their children are not taken into care? I did not get any support for having a breakdown, I was arrested, and yet never charged for any crime. I was arrested so they could justify taking the children and putting them in care whilst I was locked up in the cells, for no crime.
They continue to say they took the children from me because my children cried as I painted and the house was messy. How is that ever a reason to put children in foster care?
Children cry all the time, why should children be taken away from their parents because they cried?
My children are even crying now, they cry all the time because they want to come home to their mother. Why are they not being removed from foster care because they are constantly crying? Or is it only crying in front of their black mother that is wrong. My daughter Fadzi is constantly breaking down, because she misses me so much. She lives with a racist white foster carer who constantly punishes her, threatens her and denies her food so much she’s lost a lot of weight.
So why is Fadzai not being removed from the white woman who distresses her and makes her cry. Why is my daughter Charo not being removed from the white woman who says she’s fat. Yet I had my children taken away from me because I painted and cried and my children cried with me.
Is it not even a sign that my children and I are so close, that when I cry they cry with me. Why should my children be placed in care for that?
Meghan Markle came out on International TV and claimed boldly that she was pregnant and suicidal and was hailed a hero. She can never have her children taken from her because of any breakdown. That is white privilege.
I as a black woman can’t even afford a breakdown, I get severely punished for it.
I worked as a mental health nurse where I saw children of white British families living with drug addicts parents in absolute filth, yet the filth was never a reason to put the children into care.
Is the British System telling me that a black woman loses her rights as a mother if she suffers a mental health breakdown? Even when she’s not a harm to her children. Why should I be a perfect human being because I am black? Even with such a traumatic life and childhood as mine, why should I be punished for finally breaking down.
My life has been so painful so much I often find no reason to live, and the only reason I have of living is my children. Even in England they have a saying that “God gives us children so we don’t commit suicide”. So why take away my reason for living because I felt so weak, and injured in life I finally had a so called breakdown. Instead of helping me, why take my source of life away from me?
My children thrived in my care, I spent every day of my life with them.
May the God of Mary-Tamar punish every soul involved in taking my children from me. May misfortunes befall them, be it cancer or bad luck. The tears of my black children will not be in vain. My tears of blood over my children can never be in vain. I know this country is Atheistic, they believe in no God, but this abomination they have done to the 7 children of Jean Gasho will touch the God of Israel…my spirit of my Father Never Gasho is seeing all this abomination being done to his grandchildren by the white man.
The white photographer who took the picture of that little ophan in Africa on the brink of death, and left the child to die and be eaten by vultures who stood at a distance away because “the rules said” finally killed himself, because he allowed the rules to overtake simple and basic humanity.
There is no humanity or any justification under the sun of even keeping Chaniya, a one year old black breastfeeding baby from her black mother. Even a so called breakdown of her mother is not justification for this abomination.
Sometimes as white people, yes we know you have the power and all, but you go overboard with cruelty in the name of “the rules say…” Sometimes you need to be just humane…and do the moral thing.
May the God of Israel punish those who took Chaniya away from me, may their fate be the same of that evil Photographer who chose rules over reason.
I have loved this country and served it with all my heart, I never deserved such a cruel treatment from a country I spent months defending and writing so proudly about…Go back to all my posts and see how much I defended this country, when the world was saying UK is racist because of its treatment of Meghan Markle…
I stood for white people and fought for them, only to have them mercilessly take my children from me…but I know thy works oh Great Britain, that the Foster Care Industry in the UK is now a career for white people, as they get paid a lot of money to foster black children. I know thy works oh Great Britain, that Black Children of African parents are the ones who fill the foster homes, and those African parents are scared to ever speak out, for someone has to get paid, and black people have always been your cash cows.
What I know without a shadow of doubt is that I lost my children because I am black in the United Kingdom.
But no, I did not deserve to lose my children for being a black woman in the United Kingdom…
Mary-Tamar was Jean