When I arrived back and they told me my son was dead, they would have to hold me back because I’m beating that bytch’s ass until she’s unrecognizable and suing the fukk out of them.
I’m so glad my son’s father taught him how to swim. It’s ridiculous that this woman clearly wasn’t capable of keeping her eye on this child during this lesson. How are you a swim instructor but unable to keep your eye on each child—for that child to drown that means at some point she wasn’t paying attention.
This is so sad, he’s such sweet adorable boy. May he Rest In Peace. This poor mother.
I just can’t imagine. The saddest funeral I ever went to was my 6 year old cousin who drowned while he was with a friend of his dads. The mother kept trying to get in his coffin… she was never the same after it happened.
I’m so glad my son’s father taught him how to swim. It’s ridiculous that this woman clearly wasn’t capable of keeping her eye on this child during this lesson. How are you a swim instructor but unable to keep your eye on each child—for that child to drown that means at some point she wasn’t paying attention.
This is so sad, he’s such sweet adorable boy. May he Rest In Peace. This poor mother.

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