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Toddler dies after choking on watermelon at Day Care – the horrifying full story comes out

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Leaving your child in the care of others is already a daunting task, and to find out that the people you trusted with the care of your child failed to do their job; it is incredibly heartwrenching.

Keep reading to know more about this heartbreaking story.

A daycare facility in Brunswick has closed permanently three months after a tragic incident claimed the life of a toddler there. Jamal Bryant Jr., a 16-month-old child, had a fruit lodged in his throat, which ended up choking him and taking his life. According to information from the Georgia Department of Early Care and Learning, or DECAL, the staff waited two minutes before they called 911 for help.

The family of Bryant Jr. is furious at the loss and claims that the staff was not just negligent in their care for their baby but also other children who attended The Kids Nest Learning Center.

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Little Bryant Jr. was given a piece of watermelon that caused him to choke. According to the GoFundMe page set up by Jamal’s family, “JB tragically lost his life when The Kids Nest Learning Center failed to have staff trained in CPR, gave the 18 month a large piece of watermelon, didn’t require kids to be seated while eating and the staff weren’t seated within arms reach of the children as mandated by Georgia’s Dept of Early Childhood and Learning (DECAL).”

An investigation showed that the staff called for help after a delay. According to a DECAL report, little Bryant Jr. began to choke, and staff waited one minute and 48 seconds before they called emergency services for help. The facilities for The Kids Nest Learning Center were closed for three weeks until the investigation concluded.

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