I get that she loved her son enough to tour and know he was in good hands. "
A tour of Casa by the Sea is a dog-and-pony show, highly restricted in what is presented to the parent. When my daughter "dropped off" her 14yo child [no previous visit, kid had new underwear and was driven the 500 miles to Ensenada with the intent to leave her there, no matter what], what the mother was exposed to was NOT what her child lived for nearly a year!
When I first expressed my concerns, just days after the enrollment and with enough time to discover really alarming things about WWASPS, my daughter emailed me the following:
"...Mealtime is supposed to be quiet, but when we were there, there was an audio tape playing, but all the girls were talking, so you couldn't really hear it. I was curious how the kids could write a 'reflection' on the tape when they weren't listening to it."
These were Upper Level girls, talking freely, eating "salad, quesadilla, and beans for lunch". They probably had heard the "inspirational" audio tape a thousand times, and were adept at faking a reflection on a message geared to business and sales meeting attendees. They had learned how to toe the line and manipulate the staff by producing the same ole' paperwork that is judged only by length, not content. [Manipulation is a talent learned in Casa by the Sea that is still haunting us today. If you thought these kids manipulated before, look at how they learned to dance to whatever pulled strings they were faced with. See the recent Cross Creek graduate testimony, and see how this young lady worked the system.]
When this mother enjoyed the teen chatter, she assumed this would be her daughter's experience also. It was not. The child spent 10 months, achieving only Level II, which means no talking without permission, nor phone calls home. One of her comments recently was about 3 talented singers, inmates from LA who were allowed to visit various "families" from time to time and serenade the girls with requests of Backstreet Boys, 'N Synch, etc. I asked if they sang a capella (without instrumental background). She answered, "Yes, but we could hum along some. Of course, we couldn't talk, so we couldn't really sing." They don't tell you that on the tour, do they?
As for the CCM graduate's post, she explained at length how she was defiant, but finally came around...and that she was there for 26 months. Our grandaughter was also defiant, not agressively so, but enough that she was repeatedly shot down for "promotion" to Level III by the Student Council, even though she had enough points, and staff support letters. You need 3 approval agreements, and Student Council refused her on the basis that she was "not consistent enough" and had a bad attitude. The expertise of these young people in formulating exactly what they thought was wrong and what steps were necessary to meet their vague criteria was so inept that she presumed that "consistent" maybe meant that she should say exactly the same thing for weeks and "be consistent". This strategy also failed, and she never did know what distinct paramemters would allow her to advance. Student Council kept her on the low rung, unable to speak with peers, unable to participate in any leisure activity, unable to enjoy better quality food, and unable to communicate with her own parent unless through the censored letters passing through staff. This isolation, with ample time spent in Worksheets, aka solitary confinement, was her life for her 14th year. They don't tell you that on the tour, do they?
FYI, this same tour is the one offered our US Department of State representative, checking on US citizens' welfare at Casa by the Sea. He has lunch with Dace Goulding about every 3rd Wednesday, then is taken on a closely-supervised "tour" and...surprise, surprise...doesn't find any obvious abuse nor has any child run up to him (with the Director alongside), complaining of conditions at Casa by the Sea. They don't tell you that on the tour, do they?
So, to say "...I get that she loved her son enough to tour and know he was in good hands." is a crock of shit.