book is a serious, but humorous guide for raising awesome kids.
It is written and illustrated by a mother of six children in a way
that is easy for anyone to understand and relate to, and is based
on true accountings of her own experiences with her family.
from the sale of this book will benefit Kobi's Korner, Inc. a non-profit
organization which provides services for abused children and their
A Word About
Creator has not given you a longing to do that which you have no
ability to do. (Orison Swett Marden)
When a person
says No to sexual advances, that means No. If that answer
goes unheeded, the result is rape, plain and simple.
Seven and a half years ago, I said no to a fellow classmate while
helping him study for midterms. I was raped. Due to the fear common
to many rape survivors of legal exploitation and possible retaliation,
I decided to spare my two young daughters the ordeal of their mother
pursuing a rape trial. However, as a result of the rape I became
pregnant. Believing that all life is sacred, I chose to keep the
child. Not having anywhere to turn for help and support at that
time due to my decision to keep the child, I turned to the mans
family for help, feeling that what had been done to me was not their
fault. They assured me that in exchange for not prosecuting, they
would keep this man with serious mental illnesses away from me.
How naïve and wrong I was.
After three years of no contact, after having met and married my
wonderful husband Victor and my life soaring onward and upward,
this man came forwardwith the admitted financial backing of
his familyand sued for visitation of this child
won. The judge would not allow my witnesses to testify, and would
not allow evidence of the mans psychological illness to be
presented, nor would she allow the man to testify about his psychological
illness. Even after this man admitted his severe psychiatric condition
under oath, and said that he could not guarantee the safety of either
himself or anyone else, and ignoring the professional advise of
the therapist involved in the case as my childs advocate,
the judge awarded four week-long visitations with this man, supervised
only by his mother. The Florida judge did not care about the circumstances
of the childs conception nor would my attorney at that time
acknowledge it in court either. Neither did they care that the child
was being raised by the only man he knew as daddy in
a loving home. According to the state of Florida, biology supercedes
all else, including the rights of the child to remain mentally healthy.
To summarize briefly, the four week-long visitations between this
man and my child resulted in our family being plunged into horrors
that few parents can imaginethe horrors of your child being
not only emotionally and physically abused, but sexually abused
as well. We have now been fighting our battle to save this child
from further abuse for over four years. No one would believe us
during the course of the visitation as we watched our child deteriorate
from a normal preschooler to a very troubled young child with mental
illness. I was tagged as histrionic and deliberately interfering
with the bonding process of the child abuser and his child. It was
not until this very disturbed individual attempted to destroy my
husband and I with proven false allegations of the most heinous
of sexual and physical abuse, and our child testifying on three
separate occasions, did the truth reveal itself, the truth that
our worst nightmares had come trueeverything we were accused
of doing, this man had done to the child himself. However, the nightmare
had only just begun.
Every penny that Victor and I have saved over the years has gone
into private investigators, therapists, psychiatrists, medical doctors,
tests, scans, court fees, and attorneys. My parents helped out as
much as they could, as did my aunt. However, our savings are gone
and were mostly placed into the pockets of attorneysten to
be exact. Most of these fighters for justice took our
money and quite literally ran when the going got tough; or showed
compassion for the child only after having several thousand dollars
placed in their hands. One in particular took a retainer, showed
up in court for one hour, and later that week closed his practice
in Pennsylvania and moved to Florida. Another, who had been working
on the case for over two years, said he would be happy
to file protective motions, but not unless we gave him several thousand
dollars: otherwise he didnt care what happened to the
kid. His explanation? He was down to his last million.
We were down to peanut butter and jelly, literally.
Despite the volumes of proof we have, the state of Florida, a state
where we have not lived for over four years, continues to hold jurisdiction
over this case. There have been six judges involved in this case
between Pennsylvania and Florida. In Florida, one has been recused
due to judicial bias, gross misuse of judicial power, and violation
of my constitutional rights, among other charges. One of her rulings,
which nearly destroyed us, was reversed by the First Court of Appeals
in Florida in what my appeals attorney called a surprisingly stunning
victory for justice and the strongest language he had heard from
the Appeals court in a long time. The second judge was rotated off
the bench after making his decision to keep a jurisdiction in a
city where no parties lived and a state that had allowed us to leave
with its blessing four years earlier. The third judge, despite having
all of the evidence from Children and Youth Services that the child
had been molested by the biological father, stated he did not care
what the man had done, did not care that the man had tried to destroy
our lives by falsely accusing my husband and me of abuse and molestation
of the child, and did not care that the childs own treating
psychologist of over two years indicated the child was in grave
emotional and possibly physical danger if allowed to have further
contact with the biological father. The judge further stated that
in the state of Florida, the biological parent has rights to have
a relationship with his or her child and he was going to allow the
Two judges in Pennsylvania did not want to be bothered with the
case; the third judge, one year after having forcibly taken jurisdiction
from the state of Florida, and setting a hearing date for termination
of the biological parents rights, reversed his own decision
and sent the entire case back to Florida, knowing full well that
Florida was going to allow visitation and knowing full well that
the Pennsylvania guardian ad litem involved in the case was supporting
Victors adoption of the child. My husband and I have yet to
have our day in court. No one in all these years has heard our story.
The legal file and paper proof is mind-boggling. It truly is a Lifetime
Throughout this ordeal, Victor and I always kept our faith that
some good on some level would come of this. The Creator always put
some good and caring people in our path to balance out those who
sought financial gain from our tragedy; always showed a glimmer
of light in our darkest hours. When turning to my dear friend Monsignor
Essiff in tears one day after finding out about the molesting, he
said to me, The answer as to why this has happened will come
from your own lips soon enough, and then you will see the big picture.
The answer is Kobis Korner. This organization was named after
our brave young survivor who felt it was so important to tell the
truth, and who is now so wise beyond his years he gave his permission
for our organization to bear part of his name so that more children
will be helped. His exact words were, like you and Daddy helped
me, Momma. He wants to be a police officer when he grows up
to keep more children from being hurt like he was. Kobis
Korner is our legacy to not only our child but to children everywhere
who society refused to hear and have now been given a voice.
Throughout this ordeal, Victor and I saw the best and worst of our
society. We watched those agencies that were set up to protect children
drop the ball on our child after deciding they didnt want
to pursue it any further as the perps had all the rights.
We experienced the police not showing up to testify on behalf of
this child who so bravely told the truth to all of them, despite
their promises to him that they would show up and protect him. We
watched district attorneys in two counties pass the buck and drop
the ball, one saying at first that since the abuse did not occur
when we lived in his county, he could do nothing other than reporting.
He then later claimed that we did not exist at all. We listened
in horror to the district attorney of the other county state that
he felt the molesting was accidental and refuse to prosecute.
Accidental? There were pictures and videos. The molester just accidentally
had a camera in his hand at the time?
We witnessed therapists being too afraid to tell all that they felt
due to hostility from the judge and possible discrediting.
We watched attorneys profit from our childs nightmare. We
watched a very wealthy family run the system from afar because they
could, and witnessed their promise of bankrupting me out of
existence if I told the truth about how the child was conceived.
I did declare bankruptcy as a result. Except, I did not go anywhere.
We came back stronger than ever. I chose to view my bankruptcy as
a new beginning. We watched our children band togetherour
daughters joined forces to help their brother come back from the
inner world he was creating and disappearing into. We watched people
in our lives being separated into two piles: those who had backbone
and those who didnt and were gone. We found very few willing
to hear their calling and follow their hearts to help this child
in need, and refusing to financially rape our family as has been
done for so many years now.
We worked around the clock to keep financially afloat. We went without,
we nearly became homeless, we sacrificed muchbut we never
gave up. We never lost faith and we never lost hope. Our family
was cemented together with a bond that no one could break.
We documented the subtle signs of sexual abuse. We developed alternative
therapeutic treatments on our own that saved our child and brought
him back, better than ever, and were credited by his psychologist
with his total recovery based on our love and dedication to the
emotional health of our children. We have spent several years online
researching abuse, searching for other families who have experienced
nightmarish injustice in the legal system, and researching the laws
that exist in other states designed to protect children, but ultimately
do not. We have darkened the doors of senators and state representatives
and were told that only if we made a big enough stink
would anything get done or any laws get passed to truly protect
Victor pursued a masters in social work, got his LSW, and has become
a trauma and abuse specialist for children. I put my board exam
as an acupuncturist on hold because the money involved needed to
go first to protect our child. I continue to be the big mouth
of the family. I write and speak out against social injustice and
continue to raise my social workers of the world. I
continue to speak to women and mothers who have suffered abuse,
encouraging them to stand up as survivors and move forward with
their heads held high knowing they have triumphed over a darkness
that would seek to keep them a prisoner of silence. I continue to
speak out for children, imploring parents to think before they parent.
I continue to tell our story to infuse others with hope and strength.
Together Victor and I still continue to fight to save our child
from the clutches of a child abuser and a corrupt legal system.
Victor and I have founded a not-for-profit organization called Kobis
Korneran organization run exclusively by my and Victors
hard-earned salaries as well as from private donations. We are in
the beginning stages of making this an official nonprofit organization,
but this also takes time and money. This organization strives to
provide not only mental health services, but any other necessary
services, including medical and legal support to victims of abuse
and their families who strive to save themall FREE OF CHARGE.
We implement our own style of therapythat which saved our
son, incorporating the arts and music, family/sibling involvement,
pet therapy, hug therapy, self-esteem building and rebuilding, and
emotional-strength buildingturning these young victims into
champions. We plan to not only challenge but change and develop
laws to truly protect children and give these silent victims a voice
and a right to be happy, safe, and emotionally intact. In other
words, a right to be carefree children as the Creator intended
not pawns, battering rams, or play toys.
Slowly but surely, Victor and I have begun amassing therapists who
are willing to volunteer their time and services, in addition to
doctors and attorneys willing to donate their services or significantly
reduce their feesthe balance of which will be paid by Kobis
Korner. We are networking throughout the county to bring providers
of Kobis Korner into our fold from every major city throughout
Victor and I decided long ago that some good would come from what
has happened to our family; that our sons cries for help would
not go unheard. We decided that people would know the depth of corruption
that exists in the world of child protection and our legal system.
It is our mission statement and pledge to the Creator that no other
family will suffer the same indignity as ours has over the years.
No family will ever have to choose between feeding their children
and paying an attorney to protect their child from abuse. No family
will have to feel that they walk their path alone, for Kobis
Korner will always be there to listen, to help, to protect, and
After recouping some of our financial losses from our battle to
protect our child, the majority of proceeds from the sale of this
book, Recipe for the Words Greatest Kids, will be donated
to Kobis Korner to aid in the effort of giving abused children
and their families not only a place to go, but a voice as well.
Wont you please help? Every penny brings us closer to finally
seeing our dreams for societys forgotten children come true.
Every person who donates to Kobis Korner will have their names
placed in our record book and finally imprinted on a brick on our
Path of Courage that will lead to the front door of Kobis
Korner headquarters. Every penny donated will go to purchasing the
home/property that we are in search of to house Kobis Korner
as well as offsetting the costs of those providers who reduce their
fees for Kobis Korner clients.
If you care to help us in our effort to change the lives of abused
children, please send your donations to:
c/o The First United Methodist Church of Wilkes-Barre
47 North Franklin Street
Wilkes-Barre PA 18701
If you are interested
in becoming a Kobis Korner provider, please contact Victor
and Maya, c/o Kobis Korner, at the above address.
RECIPE FOR THE
WORLD'S GREATEST KIDS
Maya WindDancer Noble