| Location | Brent London |
| Age | 4 years |
| Date of Birth | 12/1979 |
| Date of Death | 7/1984 |
| Visitors | 4,352 since 22/07/2008 |
| Creator |
Jasmine Beckford weighed just 23lbs when she died from a savage blow inflicted by her stepfather
that dislodged her brain.
For the final months of her life he had kept her chained to a bed in a tiny attic. Her death was
finally attributed to brain damage although the pathologist found she had 40 other injuries covering
her face and body, including 20 broken bones. Some of the injuries happened in the days before she
died on 5 july 1984. Others went back months.Following their trial at the Old Bailey in spring 1985,
Beckford was jailed for ten years for jasmine's manslaughter while her mother, Beverley
Lorrington, was sentenced to 18 months for wilful neglect and cruelty.During her brief life Jasmine
had suffered leg fractures, broken ribs, burns and cuts- all at the hands of her stepfather Morris
Beckford.Beckford, who was born in jamaica in june, 1959, arrived in Britain as a nine-year-old with
two of his sisters, to be reunited with his parents. By the time he was 13 he had been accused of
stealing from his own home and was being beaten by both his parents. After attention by the Police
and NSPCC both of his parents were prosecuted for ill-treatment and neglect -the teenage Beckford
had been forced to sleep in an outhouse without a bed. Beckford was sent to a special school where
he met fellow pupil Beverly Lorrington. She was born in November 1959 in London. Her mother had
deserted the family when Beverley was only six months old.Beverley later claimed that her childhood
was a miserable succession of beatings by both her stepmother and her father.She began living with
Morris Beckford when she was 19 years old and several months pregnant with jasmine, who was not
Beckford's child. jasmine was born on 2 December 1979 in London and given the name jasmine
Lorrington. Shortly afterwards her birth records were changed at the insistence of Morris
Beckford.Two-and-a-half years later Beverley gave birth to jasmine's sister, Louise
Beckford.When she was only five months old, Louise was admitted to hospital with a broken arm and
eye haemorrhages. Doctors warned that her injuries were non-accidental.Three days later,
18-month-old jasmine was taken to the same hospital with a broken femur. jasmine was discharged from
hospital after six weeks. Two months later Morris Beckford was found guilty of assaulting Louise,
causing actual bodily harm, and given a suspended six-month jail term and a £250 fine.Five months
later, in April 1982, a case conference of professionals in Brent decided that both jasmine and
Louise, who had been with foster parents, should be returned home on a trial basis.Between April and
November 1982, Beverley spasmodically took jasmine to a day nursery.between january and june 1983,
she attended nursery school - but on increasingly irregular occasions. Her last recorded attendance
was 9 September 1983. The couple's third child,Chantelle, was born shortly before Christmas -
seven months before jasmine was to die.At 5.30pm on 5 july 1984 jasmine was dead on arrival at
hospital.That day, Lorrington had returned home to find Beckford carrying jasmine's lifeless
body downthe stairs. jasmine had been dead for some time. She had 20 broken bones, including ribs,
pelvis and pubic bone. She had cuts, bruises, grazes and cigarette burns over most of her body. She
had multiple fractures of her left leg and she was little more than a skeleton through lack of
food.At midnight the following day her parents were charged with her murder. Morris Beckford
immediately admitted killing jasmine.The postmortem results ran to seven pages and revealed an
appalling catalogue of abuse. The pathologist found dozens of injuries sustained through slaps and
hard punches only a day or so before her death - including the fatal brain injury. Although she was
three feet five inches tall,there was barely an inch of her body that did not carry evidence of
injury.It became clear that, after breaking her leg, Beckford had pinned jasmine to a bed with
body-building weights to stop her moving. He had then stuffed weights into jasmine's leg
warmers in a crude attempt to straighten the damaged limb. When she had cried out in pain he had
punched her so hard that he had left knuckle marks on her forehead. His idea of medicine, for a
child so obviously in distress, had been to administer rum and water or Guinness.When he eventually
hit her so hard on the head that she died, he had tried to revive her by giving her an electric
shock from a piece of flex attached to a plug.When that had failed, he refused to call an ambulance
and, instead, loaded her body into his sister-in-law's car to drive her to hospital. Please
remember Jasmine, and all other children who have died in similar circumstances. RIP ANGEL XXXXX
ABOVE THE BRIGHT BLUE SKY.
Above The Bright Blue Sky
There's a Friend for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
A Friend who never changes
Whose love will never die;
Our earthly friends may fail us,
And change with changing years,
This Friend is always worthy
Of that dear name he bears.
There's a home for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
Where Jesus reigns in glory,
A home of peace and joy;
No home on earth is like it,
Nor can with it compare;
And everyone is happy,
Non could be happier there.
Author unknown
YOUR IN A BETTER PLACE NOW.
Your in a better place right now
Than you've ever been before;
All pain is gone; your now at rest;
Nothing troubles you anymore.
It’s we who feel the burden of
Our sadness and our grief;.
We have to cry, to mourn our loss,
Before we get relief.
We know we’ll reconnect with you
At the end of each life’s road;
We’ll see your cherished face again
When we release our earthly load.
Author Unknown.
NIGHT NIGHT JASMINE.
Sun goes down and says goodnight
Pull your covers up real tight
By your bed we'll leave a light
To guide you off to Dreamland
Your pillows soft, your bed is warm
Your eyes are tired when day is done
One more kiss and you'll be gone
On your way to Dreamland
Every sleepy boy and girl
In every bed around the world
Can hear the stars up in the sky
Whispering a lullaby
Who knows where you'll fly away
Winging past the light of day
The man in the moon and the milky way
Welcome you to Dreamland
Every sleepy boy and girl
In every bed around the world
Can hear the stars up in the sky
Whispering a lullaby
Who knows where you'll fly away
Winging past the light of day
The man in the moon and the milky way
Welcome you to Dreamland.xxx
Clouds of love God's special wings
That soar with special grace
Each wing of gentle beauty
The gift of God's pure lace
Each Child that enters Heaven
For all that they have suffered
They feel a special glow
Their life now a sweet rainbow
Gathered in the softness
Of God's most Precious Love
Children gathered in His Arms
He welcomes them above
Carried to a higher place
Where Gardens always bloom
Scents of flowers fill the air
Such special velvet looms
On this earth their hearts belong
While in the sky they fly
Bringing glow within us now
Their laughter heard from high
Look upon a silken cloud
Sparkling wings abound
Gathered in The royal place
With diamond halos crowned.
TWINKLE, TWINKLE LITTLE ANGEL.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When He nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveler in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eyes,
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark,—
Though I now know what you are,
You're my Angel, little star.
OVER THE RAINBOW
Over the rainbow, way up high,
past fluffy white clouds the angel babies fly.
With the sun's golden rays shining bright overhead,
tumble and bumble they bounce out of bed.
Good morning, sun! The day has begun!
With delicate wings and sweet little faces,
they dance and they play and they race flying races.
Then, swooping and looping down through a cloud,
or sliding and riding and singing out loud,
wiggle and giggle some fast and some slow,
the angel babies fly to the earth down below.
Not everyone knows this, but truly it's true --
little angel babies have big jobs to do!
In gardens and meadows, they coax forth the flowers
with sunlight and love and gentle rain showers.
In fields and forests they spread soft white wings,
sharing kindness and joy with all living things.
Small animal babies in quiet green places
rejoice in warm smiles from sweet angel faces.
In backyards and baskets, on fireside rugs,
small creatures are cuddles in soft angel hugs.
Soon evening is bright with red-orange light,
and day slowly fades to make way for the night.
As good little children curl up in their beds,
the angels bring sweet dreams to young sleepyheads.
Then the sound of a horn only angels can hear
calls out to them all -- here and there, far and near.
It beckons them back from wherever they roam:
Work is done for the day! Now it's time to go home.
Blinking and winking, bright stars in the sky
twinkle and shine as the angels fly by -- so softly singing a sweet lullaby.
Yawning and stretching, they climb in their beds.
Cloud blankets warm bodies, cloud pillows rest heads.
Snuggled in tight with the moon shining bright
sleep tight, sweet dreams, good night. Good night, angel baby.XXX
A POEM FOR ALL CHILDREN
IF I COULD CHANGE THE WORLD
WHAT A DIFFERENCE YOU WOULD SEE,
I WOULD MAKE IT SAFE
FOR CHILDREN WHO SUFFERED LIKE ME.
I WOULD TAKE AWAY THE HEARTACH
AND EASE AWAY THE PAIN,
I WOULD MAKE LIFE SO WOUNDERFULL
SO EVERY CHILD COULD GAIN,
I WOULD MAKE THE WORLD SO PERFECT
SUCH A LOVELY PLACE TO BELONG,
I WOULD NOT HAVE NASTY PEOPLE
AND WOULD MAKE ALL CHILDREN STRONG,
I WOULD FILL THE WORLD WITH HAPPINESS
AND MAKE EACH DAY A JOY,
BUT MOST OF ALL I'D MAKE LIFE SAFE
FOR EVERY GIRL AND BOY.
poem by janet latham
R I P ALL LITTLE ANGELS EVERYWHERE GOD BLESS XXXX
SENT WITH LOVE FROM YOUR ANGEL FRIEND
My friend Please don't look so sad
And please don't you cry
Cause i'm in the arms of jesus
And he sings me lullabies
Please try not to question god
Don't think he is unkind
Don't think he sent me down to earth
And then he changed his mind
You see i am a special child
And i'm needed up above
I'll always be there with you
Just watch the stars above
Find the brightest star thats gleaming
Thats my halos brilliant light
You'll see me in the morning frost
That mists your window pane
Thats me in the summer showers
I'll be dancing in the rain
And when you feel a gentle breeze
From a gentle wind that blows
Thats me, i'm planting a kiss upon ur nose
When you see a child at play
And your heart feels a little tug
Thats me again giving your heart a hug
So friend please don't look so sad
And please don't you cry
I'm in the arms of jesus
And he sings me lullabies.
xxx.
Author Unknown.
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love allways debbie xx
Thinking of you at Christmas Jasmine
It soon will be a special time, the trees, the presents the lights
Excitement’s in the air, with all the smells and sights
But sudden sadness draws upon, a feeling I can’t explain
For somewhere in my tummy, I feel an awful pain
I sensed a light that shone so bright
That suddenly’s not there……….
Where did you go, sweet baby girl, I need to know you’re there
Somehow the pain makes sense, when I see your beautiful blonde hair
I thought about you hard last night, pictured your sweet face
And in my heart I felt something, that increased its beating pace
What is this feeling inside, the one that don’t make sense….
Guilt, anger and rage are they? ……………its making me so tense
I tried and tried to understand, what you did so wrong,
But nothing seems to make me see, why you suffered for so long
This Christmas time I’ll think of you, in everything I do,
I hope you heard my prayer last night, a special one for you
Its sends some Christmas love your way, and shows you are the one
Whose soul’s embraced by all the mums, who wish you were their daughter.
I’ve got a special gift for you, I hope you like it so
It’s the feeling of love and warmth, something you never did know
If you look around, you’re sure to find it, I know you’re pretty smart…
It’s waiting for you in the perfect place……
DEEP INSIDE MY HEART
xxxxxxx
I will be thinking of you this Christmas Jasmine
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