n the 6th May 2013, one brave lady, managed to escape from a house she was being held captive in.. a neighbour saw her, helped with her escape and raised the alarm that saved the lives of not just her but two other kidnap victims and this escapees daughter. Her name Amanda Berry.
She through sheer determination and a gut instinct for survival, saved all those lives that day.. and she is a heroine for being brave enough to escape.
Details of these women’s ordeals are now reaching the news wires.. rape, beatings, miscarriages and threats of death should a baby die during childbirth.
On the 6th May 2013, three women and a child started their road to recovery.. those women are Amanda Berry, Michelle Knight and Gina DeJesus along with Amanda Berry’s daughter.
Amanda Berry’s sister has asked for privacy.. each of these people need time and a hell of a lot of counselling… what they have had to endure these many years was pure torture. They need space and they need the love and comfort of their family. Apart from coming to terms with what happened to her, Amanda Berry also has to grieve for her mother, who died of a broken heart. This poor woman who is now free has to mourn for the mother she lost.. she has to come to terms with the fact that the one person she needs the most now, her mum, is not there.
But the ordeal and escape of these women brings hope to every family who have a missing child.. hope that one day their child might be found.. Hope that one day.. their child, if being held captive, escapes. Hope that one day their child will be reunited with them.. and back where they belong.
There are no words to describe the pain a parent must feel when a child goes missing… the pain and anguish of thinking they are to blame.. did they do this right, and all the ‘if onlys’. The longing, the yearning, the missing each adding more pain to a heart that is already broken. These emotions are with you permanently, you learn to live with them.. but they never go.. You never stop wanting for your child to be found.. you never stop longing for them and you never stop missing them and most of all you never stop loving them.
If you have other children, you have to go through the motions of life, with this added pain, yet making sure that your other children don’t suffer. You have to laugh with them, you have to cry with them, and you have to give them a near as normal life as you can.
As for Amanda Berry, Michelle Knight and Gina DeJesus, their captive is now firmly behind bars and off of the streets.. no more can he inflict pain on a family and no more does he have the opportunity to abduct another child or hurt these three women further. This monster is firmly locked up, behind bars where he belongs. For good I hope..and hopefully he will never see the light of day again or be given the opportunity to harm another person.
The story started with this brave call to the 911 services by Amanda Berry
The Daily Telegraph provides the transcript
Operator: This is 911, do you need assistance?
Miss Berry: Help me please. Help me. I’m Miss Berry Berry.
Operator: Do you need police, fire or ambulance?
Miss Berry: I need police.
Operator: OK, and what’s going on there?
Miss Berry: I’ve been kidnapped and I’ve been missing for 10 years and am here. I’m free now.
Operator: OK, what’s your address?
Miss Berry: 2207 Seymour Avenue.
Operator: 2207 Seymour. Looks like you are calling me from 2210.
Miss Berry: Huh?
Operator: It looks like you are calling me from 2210.
Miss Berry: I’m across the street. I’m using the phone.
Operator: OK, stay there with those neighbours and talk to the police when they get there.
Miss Berry: OK. (Sobs)
Operator: Talk to the police when they get there.
Miss Berry: OK. Hello?
Operator: Yeah, talk to the police when they get there.
Miss Berry: OK, I don’t want to leave right now.
Operator: We’ll get someone there as soon as we get a car open.
Miss Berry: No, I need them now before he gets back.
Operator: All right, we’re sending them, OK?
Miss Berry: OK
Operator: Who’s the guy that went out?
Miss Berry: Um, his name is Ariel Castro.
Operator: All right, how old is he?
Miss Berry: He’s like 52.
Operator: All right.
Miss Berry: And I’m Miss Berry Berry, I’ve been on the news for the last 10 years.
Operator: OK, I got that dear. I already got that. And you were saying, what is his name again?
Miss Berry: Ariel Castro.
Operator: And is he white, black or Hispanic?
Miss Berry: Um, he’s Hispanic.
Operator: What is he wearing?
Miss Berry: I don’t know because he is not here right now. (Sobs)
Operator: When he left, what was he wearing?
Miss Berry: What?
Operator: OK. The police are on the way. Talk to them when they get there.
Miss Berry: I need …
Operator: I told you they were on the way. Talk to them when they get there.
Miss Berry: OK.
Yes the dispatcher was abrupt and in hindsight should have stayed on the line.. but seriously does it warrant people to demand that they be sacked?
The Police have now issued the Police dispatch call
The Epoch Times reports that Martin Flask said this about the incident:
“While the call-taker complied with policies and procedures, which enabled a very fast response by police, we have noted some concerns which will be the focus of our review, including the call-taker’s failure to remain on the line with Ms. Berry until police arrived on the scene.”
One commentator on the Facebook Page has said this:
First Sue, the dispatcher was a man……I am a retired Cleveland Police Dispatcher and trust me, until you have sat in one of those chairs answering from 50 to 100 calls per hour, you have no idea what happens when a call is received. A dispatcher MUST have some knowledge of a marriage counselor, a minister, a patrol officer, a lawyer, a child counselor, a drug counselor, ect.,ecr.,ect….A dispatcher must listen to a mother as her child is dying, her husband is beating her, someone is breaking into her home, her house is on fire, ect., and MUST maintain their calm from screaming at the person on the other end of the call and try to calm them to the point that they can obtain the info necessary to give the proper assistance needed. Dispatcher, on a daily basis, is called a MF, the N word, Whore, assh-le, and any foul word that you can think of. On top of all that, the dispatcher MUST abide by all the rules and regulations the a sworn police officer abides by and has a thick book of orders that they must obey. Did this dispatcher do his job? YES. However, he could have informed the young lady tat the police WERE on the way, then try to calm her in order to obtain the rest of the info needed. He should have also contacted his supervisor, as he was getting the info needed so the Chief Dispatcher or the Sgt, in charge, could have checked with the 2nd dist dispatcher to make sure a zone car was en-route and that they could either monitor the call or intercept the call and get the info themselves. The dispatcher in question did his job, BUT could have shown some compassion and reassurance.Those of you that is calling for his job or some sort of punishment—–WALK A MILE IN HIS SHOES, and see if you could handle the job, must less do the perfect job in a very bad situation.
I think the first two lines sums up the whole situation, until you have sat there and taken those calls, it is like anything else, until you are in that situation, it is so easy to say what should and shouldn’t be done. Being a dispatcher is NOT an easy job… especially when you know that someone is fighting for their life or someone has been shot and they are laying there dying or as the commentator said, you are talking to a mother who has a dying child.
Yes in hindsight, the dispatcher was insensitive, and perhaps they could have handled the situation better.. but as for calling for them to be fired.. no way.. go on a training course, be supervised for a while.
Think about it.. how much money has been spent on getting that person to the level they are today… to fire them means that that money has been thrown down the drain.. so perhaps the only alternative is to put them on a refresher course, which at the end of the day, is more cost effective and the way to go.