Start by marking “Three Little Words” as Want to Read: Ashley Rhodes-Courter spent nine years of her life in fourteen different foster homes, living by those words. When I read Ashley Rhodes-Courter’s memoir, Three Little Words, I felt like I was like a sibling living her life. Three Little Words: A Memoir and millions of other books are available for instant access. Three Little Words: A Memoir Paperback – May 5, An inspiring true story of the tumultuous nine years Ashley Rhodes-Courter spent in the foster care system, and how she triumphed over. Editorial Reviews. From Booklist. “I felt as worthless as the junk in my trash bag.. . once again, . When you finish this book, don't stop at the end - "Three More Words" explores her young adult years and how her childhood impacted choices .
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Three Little Words | Ashley Rhodes-Courter | International Best Seller | The inspiring true story of the nearly ten years Ashley spent in the book-quote- site. Harrowing foster child memoir for mature readers. Read Common Sense Media's Three Little Words: A Memoir review, age rating, and parents guide. Book reviews The result, Three Little Words, is a remarkable tribute to the strength of the human spirit. Ashley's mother, who was abandoned by her own.
A good portion of the book is focused on the abusive foster home in which she lived for 8 months and returned for an overnight respite visit at a later time!
Multiple maltreatment reports to CPS from teachers and interviews with the children themselves either were not investigated or not taken seriously.
These foster parents, Charles and Marjorie Moss, were allegedly model foster parents who even taught foster parenting classes and were allowed to adopt several children. The only possible explanation I can think of for this - which is FAR from an excuse - is that the Mosses did not turn children away, regardless of how "difficult" previous foster parents had found a child.
As Rhodes-Courter reports another foster child said, "Nobody wants me because of my temper. That's why we're all here.
The Mosses take the ones nobody else wants. It is ironic, as Rhodes-Courter observes, that the state would pay a substantial sum over the years to have Rhodes-Courter cared for by neglectful and abusive foster parents who clearly didn't care for her, yet the state did not provide financial support to her mother.
Rhodes-Courter's story also highlights a few additional things that could be done to ease foster children's lives at least a bit. First, she was rarely or never told why she was in care, why she was being moved, or what was going on with her mother and her child welfare case, even in an age-appropriate way.
Secondly, at times, no one made an effort to allow her to take a few valued possessions with her from one placement to the next and sometimes she was actively prevented from doing so.
The story is not all dark; Rhodes-Courter describes several teachers who mentored her, as well as Ms. Sandnes, a "primary caregiver" at a group home who was so well-loved by the children that they had to be pried off her and then tried to throw themselves under the wheels of her car when she left her job to get a master's degree.
Rhodes-Courter seems very honest in telling her story; she describes a number of instances in which she behaved very poorly toward her adoptive parents though in a few cases, the "misbehavior" was due to misunderstanding rather than bad intentions.
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Overnights are forbidden in foster care, but now I had and went to slumber parties. I could use the phone anytime I wanted, and lots of the calls were for me.
I had my first pet, a kitten named Catchew that slept on my bed. There were no locks on the refrigerator or scheduled mealtimes. I could help myself to as many boxes of macaroni and cheese, bowls of ramen noodles or grilled-cheese sandwiches as I wanted. When I did something wrong, my pre-adoptive parents docked my allowance or cut back on TV or telephone time. In one foster home, I was beaten with a paddle, denied food, forced to stand in awkward positions, swallow hot sauce and run laps in the blistering sun.
Other times, I was removed to a new home with a new set of rules and promises. Nobody really lives happily ever after, do they?
So when was this picture-perfect story going to fall apart? Before or after the ''finalization''? You can see how terrified I am on the videotape as we enter the courthouse. My eyes seem to be searching for a way out as I am led into Judge Florence Foster's chambers.
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On one side of the conference table are the people from my old life; on the other, those who represent my new one. I am placed between Gay and Phil, who are about to become my new parents.
Across the way are two representatives from the Children's Home, both therapists. They are happy for me, but that is their job. Mary Miller is smiling and holding a bouquet. She had been my volunteer guardian ad litem for four years and did the most to help me get a family.
The proceedings are delayed because the Department of Children and Families representative is late. He also held up the adoption by neglecting the paperwork for months. While the others chat, I am biting my lip and biding my time. Finally the representative arrives, and my attorney, Neil Spector, who is also Gay's cousin, begins the proceedings. I wait for my cue. But what am I supposed to do?
Act as if this is the happiest day of my life? How can it be, when I am petrified that everything is a big fat lie? View all New York Times newsletters. After some legal jargon, the judge turns to me.
Instead, she just reinforces my fears that life with my new family is too good to be true. Because of my age, I have to consent to the adoption. After talking to my parents, the judge asks me, ''Do you want me to sign the papers and make it official, Ashley? On the tape, it looks as if I am trapped center stage in the spotlight. Do I have a choice? I stare straight ahead, shrug my shoulder and mumble, ''I guess so.
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Almost five years later, I am still with my family. I didn't know then what I know now: Allison Roberts. Berkeley, Calif. April 14, I really didn't feel like going to school today; I didn't want to get out of bed. I'm nervous about spring pictures tomorrow; my fall picture wasn't that good.
I'm thinking of putting my hair in pigtails. I'm At my school, Arts Magnet, we have 'artist time' at the end of the day. I love to sing; I want to be a singer or an actor, because I love to act. My friends and I always sit together.These foster parents, Charles and Marjorie Moss, were allegedly model foster parents who even taught foster parenting classes and were allowed to adopt several children.
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Write your own essay about such a moment in your life. She was the only one he had in the whole world and she doesn't seem to understand that this is why he always clung to her.
What are the three little words of the title? Ashley had every right to be angry as it seemed like the v 19 foster homes before age The three words are three you would not expect. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. When Ashley was 3 years old she began foster care. And these foster parents will raise a baby for a year as their own child, then suddenly have to turn it back over to the biological mom whose act is cleaned up enough to get her kid back, but who you know has lots of issues and it feels like you are giving YOUR baby to her to raise.