I am a widow who lives with my son Takeshi, who I lost my husband to several years ago. My son has grown into a very good boy, but he has many dislikes, which worries me. On the day he brought his classmates home, he was surrounded by them and forced to drink milk he disliked. Seeing this intolerable scene, I contacted his teacher about the behavior. I thought this would resolve the situation, but at the time, I never considered that the anger would be directed at me...
