On the killing of Willow Dunn
I'm not going to name the father. This post is not about him.
— Joel Deane (@joeldeane) May 27, 2020
I'm not going to go into the details of the crime, either. This post is not about the horror of it all.
This post is about Willow.
You see, Willow had Down syndrome -- and so does my eldest daughter.
You see, my daughter is studying year 12.
— Joel Deane (@joeldeane) May 27, 2020
After school, she cooked us dinner: pork rissoles. It was tasty, but she's a messy cook.
Then we all ate dinner and laughed a lot.
We usually do. And, as usual, my eldest was the funniest. She's kept us sane during COVID-19.
This annoyed her. She was stroppy until her mum promised we'd buy her sushi (her favourite meal).
— Joel Deane (@joeldeane) May 27, 2020
Then she hugged us all and went to bed.
That is what a day with a person with Down syndrome is like.
My point: Willow Dunn was not someone with a disability.
In other words, Willow knew what was happening to her.
— Joel Deane (@joeldeane) May 27, 2020
She would have felt the pain. She would have felt the hunger. She would have felt the fear.
She would have felt it deeply.
She knew everything.
That's why I'm crying for Willow. And I don't want to stop.