I was born and raised on the Westside of Chicago. When I had my two boys I moved to Gary Indiana. In 2006 I had a baby girl and then early 2007 my step daughters came to live with us. Everything was ok. Well due to my children father job was on the Westside of Chicago, we moved back in 2007. Moving back was the hardest thing to do. I thought my children would be ok because one parent was from the Southside and one from the Westside, they should be ready to throw down 1 on 1, if needed. Well my thought was dead wrong. My oldest son got picked on the most. When the children at their school found out that they were from GI, they started fights with them. It had gotten to the point that I was out there fighting with my children. Actually fighting! I am to old to be fighting children that are in the 8th/ 7th grade and bigger then me. I remember one day my two sons were coming home from school and I see my step daughter running and screaming toward the house. When she got closer all I heard was Darian and them boys. I jumped off the porch and ran down the alley to see five boys cornering my 8yr old and my 11yr old boys. Baby my mind snapped. Them my babies! It's about to go down. Those boys were going to the same school as my kids but was in some kind of little gang. Baby when I made it to the corner all I seen was red. I didn't see little boys, I seen male figures harming my babies. I didn't see ages and really didn't care. These little boys were very disrespectful and all I knew the main one came any closer, his ass was going down. As they got closer, me and my babies were in a fighting stance. Where we were standing the store owner came out and stopped me from busting that fouled mouth boy in the lips. The store owner had to remind me that these were 8th and 7th grade children out here doing this and I can go to jail for assaulting a minor. OK, I can't go to jail, I have to be here for my children. Damn! OK, call the police. The school couldn't do anything because the kids that were bullying my children lived in the neighborhood also. According to the school, if it is not on the same block that the school is on, then the school can not really do anything about it except maybe call a meeting with the other parents. No parents showed up. Do you understand how pissed off a parent can be when nothing is being done and the same children picking with your child.  I ended up getting the police involved. Well I thought everything had stopped until I get a call from the school for me to come up there. There was a problem. My oldest boy wrote a letter, who was in the 7th grade at the time, wrote a letter to his teacher. In the letter he wrote that if someone doesn't help him he will come back and kill those picking on him. OK THAT WAS IT!!!!!!!!!!!! According to CPS policy a child have to be seen by a counselor. My son ended up at Hartgrove hospital for 3 weeks and social services got involved. I was even madder and ready to fight everybody.  The principal seen how serious this have became and expelled all the boys that were involved. I also had protection orders put on those boys. What's really funny, since then, I have seen those boys in the neighborhood especially the main one who was about to get a busted lip. Every time he sees me, he looks the other way. I even had to go to court for one of my neighbors and guess who was there with his mother. The boy who was about to get his lip busted. HA HA! He was so shocked to see me, that he kept his head down during the whole thing and his mother away. I still worry because the 8yr old is now 14 and on his way to high school and the 11yr old is now 18 and graduating. The 14yr old does not want to go to the same school as his sister or brother.Now I'm really worried. Hope I don't have to go through this again because this time I don't know what I will do. The teenagers now look older and are bigger. We will see.