A few years ago, I lost my husband and have been living with my son Takeshi. Although he has grown up to be a very good boy, he has many likes and dislikes, which worries me. On the day my son brought his classmates home, he was surrounded by them and forced to drink milk he doesn't like. Seeing such an unforgivable scene, I reported the incident to the teacher. I thought the situation would be resolved, but I never imagined that the anger would be directed at me…
