its not a fucking zoo freddos
imagine if you had witnessed your family slaughtered in front of you; your mum, your dad, your brothers, yours sisters, uncles, aunties. imagine a neighbour had hacked them to death with a machete-a neighbour that you had lived next door to all your life. you were attacked, injured but alive your village was set on fire and you ran into the bush. You live in the bush for weeks, freezing and starving, naked; unable to light a fire in case the smoke drew attention to your presence. Wounds superating, septacemia
or imagine you are hiding in a church with half your village;the other half of your village barricade the doors and windows and set fire to the building. Your mum manages to lift you and your sister through one of the windows and you run for safety. The men who started the fire, have made a ring around the church and they capture your 4 year old sister and through her back onto the fire. You excape and hide in the bush listening to the screaming and smelling the burning flesh
You are telling me if these children were british in britain, in care it would be considered appropriate/useful to have well meaning 6th formers swing by and hug them?? you think half of them want to be touched?
of course the recipitant allow the visits; or the money would stop coming wouldnt it? money for clothes, soap, school equipment, staff wages-carers, counsellors, teachers-that they can relate to, speak the same language, form bonds...