The abduction of Caramen T.

Back home
November 15th, 2018

After a brief stopover in Abu Dhabi, the plane landed in Bangkok.

I went trough the luggage check and the immigration desk and took a taxi home.

Just like I always did.

After a taxi trip of about 5 hours, I was finally home.

The trip home was not easy in my condition.

But I managed, with the help of the friendly people from the airline and the airport, to finish the trip home without major problems.

My neighbour, a Thai, saw me arriving home and came to the taxi to help me with my luggage.

He noticed that my daughter was not in the taxi and asked where my daughter was.

I told him what happened and his first answer was: “That is not a good child. You should forget her. A child who leaves her own father after all you did for her, doesn’t deserve to have a father. Karma will take care of her.”

I wanted to take a bath, but noticed that there was no water.

I went outside to look if the main tap was turned “Off”, and noticed that the water meter was gone.

Apparently, Dave forget to pay the water bill and the water company took the meter away.

In Thailand, a man from the water company comes every month on his motorbike to collect the bill but nobody was living at my house and the bill was not paid more than 1 month.

My neighbour called the water company and they would bring a new meter as soon as possible.

A few minutes later, the guy from the water company arrived on his motorbike with the new meter and installed it.

Later in the afternoon, Gordon and his wife Ann, came to visit me.

They had been looking for me many times and were happy to see me back.

Gordon's wife, Ann, saw that my house was not cleaned for 3 months already and started to clean my house.

I explained to them what happened and they were astonished that my brother could be such an arsehole.

They could not understand that my daughter would do such a bad thing after I took care of her all these years.

“If you need help or you need to talk to a friend, we are always ready”, Gordon said.

At evening, everything was ready and my house was cleaned.

I was very tired, maybe had a jet lag, and I went to sleep early.

The next day, I went to the school of my daughter, Assumption, to inform them that my daughter was not coming back to school and to make all the documents ready to resign from the school.

I also had to return my daughter's phone to the phone company TRUE.

But before doing so, I downloaded all her SMS messages, phone book, and other data.

I also downloaded her Facebook/Messenger files before my brother could erase it.

While doing this, I came accross a message to her fellow students in Thailand where she was talking about becoming "wealthy and not poor (like the Thai people)" and having a better life and a better future in Belgium.

Unfortunatly for her, this "better life and better future" would be a suicide attempt a few months later.

On 19 November, I made an appointment with the tourist police and made a declaration that my daughter had been taken away from me by the Belgian authorities and I denied all further responsibilities about my daughter.

Normally, such a declaration has no legality, as a parent is always responsible for their children.

But in court it can be used to prove that I had no power to exercise my duties over my daughter as a parent as she was taken away from me without any inquiry.

I send also a copy of this declaration to the Belgian Embassy in Thailand in order let them know about what happened.

I live already 20 years in Thailand and I have my legal residence address in Thailand.

Thus, in the event that my daughter would do something that could bring me in trouble, I could ask to be tried by the Thai Laws.

In the afternoon I went to the school of my daughter, Assumption, to inform them that my daughter was staying in Belgium and that it would be better to resign from the school.

Apparently, her class head teacher saw me in the school and wrote a message to my daughter telling her that she saw me in the school.

From	Message	Date
Beebee Sattaphan	Where r you? Honey	Nov 19, 2018 6:50am
Beebee Sattaphan	Every thing OK?	Nov 19, 2018 6:50am
Beebee Sattaphan	I seem like saw your dad in school.	Nov 19, 2018 6:53am
Beebee Sattaphan		Nov 19, 2018 7:34am
Beebee Sattaphan		Nov 19, 2018 7:34am
Beebee Sattaphan		Nov 19, 2018 7:35am
Comment: This, so called "teacher" was very lucky that I was a good person. Not only was she talking with my daughter behind my back, but she was recording our conversation without my knowledge. She would be facing big problems if I would have took it to a court.
Mar Cosmo	Yep. V_V"	Nov 19, 2018 7:47am
Beebee Sattaphan	I met him.	Nov 19, 2018 8:12am

The next day, the teacher wrote a message to my daughter, explaining what she had to do to resign from school.

But the answer from my daughter was not exactly a friendly answer.

If my daughter had talked in that tone and that way with her teacher in Thailand, she would be having a good talk with the headmaster and be banned a few days from school.

Clearly, the answer was showing a kind of “Supremacy” from a 16 year old child to a Thai teacher.

A "Supremacy" she had already inherited from my brother's stance against the "Thai" people."

A third world people called "Thaidiots".

Something she would never had dare to do when she was with me.

From	Message	Date
Beebee Sattaphan	If you can do me a flavor?	Nov 20, 2018 8:06am
Beebee Sattaphan	School need you 1.5 inch photo for your resign document	Nov 20, 2018 8:06am
Beebee Sattaphan	This is your picture file that i download from school web page.	Nov 20, 2018 8:07am
Beebee Sattaphan		Nov 20, 2018 8:07am
Beebee Sattaphan	What i need him to do? Your dad need to go to the photo shop and let them know . He need to make a copy of 1.5 inch picture and He need to pay for pick up An English document 80 Bath.	Nov 20, 2018 8:09am
Mar Cosmo	Resign?	Nov 20, 2018 8:30am
Mar Cosmo	And beside. YOU can told him to do that hun.	Nov 20, 2018 8:31am
Beebee Sattaphan	I ask him already thanks.	Nov 20, 2018 8:37am

Following the unfriendly response of my daughter, calling a teacher “hun” and telling a teacher that "SHE should do it herself”, I received an email from the school asking me to go to the photo shop to make a print of a photo of my daughter for the resigning papers.

Apparently, the school had not enough money to buy a colour printer.

But I had a (good) colour printer at home and I printed the picture out for them.

No need to drive to the photo shop.

At that time, I was not aware of the conversations between the school, Miss Bee, and my daughter.

Later, after reading the Facebook messages and the "Incognito" phone recordings, I did noticed how my daughter changed her behavior and why the teacher was so friendly in her emails.

The next day, I brought the printed photo of my daughter to the school and gave it to them.

Together with the 80 Baht (approx. a little bit more than 2 Euro).

But then they wanted to know the correct Thai spelling of the mother’s name.

The correct spelling of the mother’s name was already known from the 1st day that my daughter was enroller in that school and was used in almost every document.

But apparently it was easier to send an email asking the correct spelling that rather to go check in the head office.

Ms. Bee was a teacher English (Philippine).

But her knowledge of English was awful.

I send her an email back with the correct spelling of the word “Flavor/Flavour”.

I got an email back, telling me that I could go pickup the resigning papers on 30 November.

That was the end of the studies of my daughter in Thailand.

On 22 November, I received an email from Gevaert Els from the OCJ asking me if I landed safely in Thailand and telling me that she was going to visit my daughter.

If I had any questions for my daughter, I could forward them and she would ask my daughter.

After my encounter with the OCJ, I didn’t trust that sect too much and I wrote her an answer, telling her exactly what I thought about the OCJ and everything around my daughter and my brother.

I send them also a file which my daughter wrote for the school in a project with her Curriculum Vitae.

A few days later, my daughter wrote in a conversation with her class in Thailand the she missed them so much.

Barely 2 weeks after she was boasting about her knowledge of the "Dutch" language and how she will become rich and wealthy.

The biggest worry of all would come a few days later, on 2 December.

My brother had “Blocked” me and all my daughters’ acquaintances on Social Media.

Not only me, but all messages from Thailand.

Thus, her own mother, her schoolfriends and teachers, her friends from the Aikido club and the horse riding, her mentor Dave Fried, and almost everybody could not access her.

A 16 year old girl was suddenly deprived from her own parents and friends.

If I (we) wanted to communicate with her, I (we) would need to do it with a pen, paper, cover and a stamp.

Translation:
From now on you will be banned from our social media.
If you still want to contact us you will have to do it the old way, paper, pen, cover and stamp.
Make it well and see you never.

On 3 December, my birthday, I did not receive anything from my daughter.

My daughter never forgot my birthday, why didn’t she send a message this year?

Later, I found out that she had been searching for my Facebook address, Gylenthal Georges, (and her sister Tamara) the day before my birthday.

But she could not find me because my brother had blocked also the addresses in the outgoing messages.

Rethinking about what my daughter said in the group, I have no Internet access when I leave this house, I was sure that my brother had blocked the prefix "+66" (Thailand) on her phone.

I had the feeling that this was going to have very grave consequences for my daughter.

A 16 years old child who had been living always under my protection and the protection of her teachers was now alone in a country she was not familiar with, in a country where she didn’t speak the language and no way to contact me or her acquaintances.

On her Facebook page, she published a picture which doesn’t need any further explanation:

“A sheltered and restricted child being lured out of their cage and safety by someone taking advantage of their innocence.”

A few days later, I was able to access her “Deviant Art” account, and apparently the good times with my brother were very short lived.

“-Doing everything wrong-” was her new profile.

This whole dream about becoming “wealthy and rich” was reduced to a disaster for a 16 year old child who was lured into the evil plans of my brother, Luis.

And I could do nothing to help her.

First, I was to weakened by the surgery to start a fight with my brother.

Second, no “legal” instance could help me to get my daughter back.

Third, my “home” was already 20 years Thailand.

I had no place to stay in Belgium and renting a hotel and start with court cases was financially impossible for me.