Thanks James. The signs are there. Not sure if I will ever be able to write about this, but my daughter was bullied by her year six teacher. She went from being a quiet, confident, high-achieving student, to just not wanting to go to school. She lost all friendships, all of them, because the girls took their cues from the teacher. It broke my heart.

I went to the principal who said I needed to talk to the teacher. I already had.

She then went from primary school to high school with not a friend.

One day she broke down and asked if she could go to another school on the other side of the city. By that time we were at our wits' end.

We cautioned her that it would not be an easy move. Girls would all have formed friendships, but she looked at us through tear-filled eyes and said, "If you let me go, I promise nobody will ever know I have lost confidence.'

We caved in and it was the best thing. The student she met on her first day, was still her best friend when they left high school, and they still are firm friends.

That's the short form James, as you'd imagine. That experience impacted her in so many ways. She can't even think about that time in her life.

No teacher has the right to inflict such pain on a child.

The other thing was, after the end of year celebrations (we weren't there because Alistair's mother had died), all my daughter's grad papers, were found trampled on and crumpled by a parishioner. She posted them to me.

That was a horrible episode in our lives. And yes, I was very fearful about how much more our daughter could take.