Received Monday, March 23, 2009
I debated posting this or not because I did not want to get slammed. I shall attempt to give you an unbiased account of what I witnessed not one hour ago.
Nanny: 5'4"-5'6", approximately 230-250 lbs, dark, brittle hair pulled tightly into a rubber band, round cheeks, brown eyes, cream colored windbreaker, terry cloth track pants, brown, and leather tennis shoes with what appeared to be a "D" on them in fluorescent green. AA. When she spoke, she had a very sharp tongue but her English was largely slang. No hard g's, or hard vowels at the end of words.
Child #1: Between 11 months-14 months, riding in a peg perego stroller, chrome with an orange ball print, wearing a blue jacket and flowered leggings. Caucasian.
Child#2: Between 3-4.5 years old, brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, wearing cargo style tan pants, lots of pockets, one pocket was accented with a camouflage print, Olive colored jacket. Caucasian.
They had obviously just left Playgarden as was evident from the excited older child. He was excitedly talking about a boy who showed him a trick on a slide with a ball. I wasn't paying attention, but was walking behind them. The boy had his hand on the stroller. The nanny said to him, "Shut up, shut up, shut up" in the meanest voice you could imagine. From behind I could see the child's head drop down to look at the ground. It was so mean. The nanny was also a fast walker and the boy was working to keep up with her. I can say this because I am a fast walker, I was behind them and she was increasing the distance between us with every step. I saw the nanny push the child, PUSH the child with her right hand and push him hard so that he nearly fell and told him to "get off" meaning the stroller. She then made a grand gesture of shaking the stroller as if the boy had caused any problem at all. She told him, "just walk, you don't need to hold on to anything, you're not a baby".
For a minute, I considered that cameras could be filming and John Quiñones was going to pop out and ask why I didn't do anything. I'll tell you why I didn't do anything. I really thought any interference at all was going to cause the boy to be further mistreated.