Sunday 9 January 2011

My grandson Conor, the boy/man who had me bursting with pride earlier this year. He was the reason I asked for prayers. His career in the army looked to be hanging in the balance after an incident on Tuesday evening.

He along with a couple of other young soldiers attended a football match. When they were looking to get a taxi back to camp, they got involved in an altercation with an Asian man who they thought was a taxi driver,(He was parked at a taxi rank) He started ranting at the three young men about why did they think he was a taxi driver just because his race. They tried to apologise and walked away, to a taxi further down the rank.  As they went to get into the taxi, the Asian man had left his car and tried to prevent them getting into the cab. shouting obscenities and obstructing them.One of the young men pushed him away and he hit his head on the ground. Two of the young men panicked and ran.

Conor did not run. But the next he knew he was in handcuffs and in a police car. He was taken to a police station and advised he would be charged with "Racial Assault". Conor is not racist in any way shape or form. He is a decent lad and has close friends of different racial backgrounds.  He has his faults as do all of us, but violence and racism do not sit well with Conor.  So followed several fraught hours, worrying about this boys future. He could be kicked out of the army, have a criminal record and thrown on the scrapheap. His parents were distraught.   Thank God for the power of prayer and the generosity of strangers.

The CCTV at the football ground had recorded the whole incident. From the first contact to the last and Conor was exonerated. The police informed his CO that he had been scared but very polite whilst being questioned. The charge was dropped and he was released to the army. Back at the camp, he faced further questioning, found that the two lads who had bolted from the scene had gone to their CO the following morning and confessed everything. Their careers hang in the balance at the moment. All three of them had been drinking...all under age.

Conor is on punishment this weekend and has been assigned a social worker to help him come to terms with what has happened. His career is safe at the moment, but I think this has been a short, sharp, shock and we are going to see a more mature, responsible young man from now on. Please God.

Underage drinking is a big problem in this country and is usually at the root of most petty crime. I am not stupid enough to believe my grandchildren will not partake. It is seen as part of the initiation into adulthood and egged on by bravado and peer pressure. It scares me, as it scares me the thought that that push to the ground could have proved fatal and those three young men would have been on a murder charge.

Thank you for your prayers and kind thoughts.  I am a mother/grandmother who wears her heart on her sleeve.  I cannot begin to explain how I have felt this past few days, watching my daughter's  pain and fearing the worst for my grandson.  But your kindness as help so much, thank you.

9 comments:

Christine said...

glad he's alright. These things happen. and honestly, the other dude needs to chill....if he doesn't want to be mistaken for a taxi driver. DON'T PARK IN THE TAXI LANE. lmbo.
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accidental carer said...

Weeping now and I know exactly where you and yours have been.
It's ok now thank God and yes Conor will realise that the smallest risk can turn so badly into a huge issue.

Lessons that the young ones must learn but hard for us to cope with too.

So glad its all ok darling and give my big hugs to Clair and Tim and Conor when you see him.
As you say he is not a bad lad but sometimes the wrong place and wrong time makes your future. I know that. Love you loads see you in two weeks!! xxxx

Anonymous said...

Praise God! Soometimes being a grandmother is harder than being the parent. Your one step removed so don't have the decision making power (even if you couldn't do anything, anyway), but you see the distress of both your children and your grandchildren. Yes. It's hard.

But God is good! And wahoo! that He provided the technology and had it pointing the right way! :D

Deb

WWSuzi said...

I have a son about the same age and i know exactly what you mean! Being their age is not the easiest thing these days. Peer pressure is definitely a hard thing to deal with.
I'm so glad that everything worked out and maybe this will keep him on his toes.

PJ Geek said...

The power of prayer...and that just shows you would good parenting, raising a good son, love can do. So sorry he had to go through this, but I hope it will just foster in him to always do the right thing as he did

Susanne said...

So glad that your prayers were answered, that things turned out as well as they did; and that all three young men take away a lesson from this. Thanks for sharing your concerns with us.

divad said...

That's a lot to bear! It's hard to believe you can be old enough to enlist in the military before you're old enough to drink alcohol. What is the drinking age in the UK? It's 19, in this part of Canada.

Marie Rayner said...

Sheilagh, somehow with Mitzy's op and all I missed all of this. I surely would have prayed had I known. ((((hugs)))) Underage drinking is a real problem everywhere. You wouldn't think though that if they are old enough to serve their country, they should be old enough to drink. My eldest son used to drink a lot when he was 16 and on. His friends used to pour him in the back door every friday night. I never knew where or how they got it, but it seemed to never be a problem for them. My ex used to say it was just boys being boys, but it always worried me. Thankfully he grew to be a responsible and well centred adult!! But it could so easily have gone the other way! Glad all turned out well for Connor and praying this is a growing experience for him! Love and hugs! xxoo

Sam Squires - A Crafting Niche said...

Glad things are looking brighter for Conor - like you say, hopefully the short, sharp, shock treatment will serve him well for the future.