The Bruises on This 8-Year-Old Didn’t Make Sense — Then He Begged Us Not to Call His Parents The hardest part about looking at a battered child isn't the purple and yellow blooming across their fragile skin; it's the dead, terrifyingly calm look in their eyes that tells you this is just another Tuesday. I’ve been the school nurse at Oak Creek Elementary for a decade. I’ve seen the scraped knees from asphalt tumbles, the split lips from dodgeball accidents, and yes, the occasional, heartbreaking