RISE, A Modern Guide for the Purpose Driven Woman Spring 2014 | Page 62

have no idea what I wanted to
talk to him about, I just wanted
out of that cell for a minute.
The guard took me to a little
room down below “the stacks”. I
felt alive and happy to walk down
some stairs and see anything
other than my closed in room. I
appreciated openness and the
largeness of the room. I noticed
how good SPACE felt to me.
This is the beginning of Day Two.

of toilet paper in my pocket were
not even ENOUGH...I needed
MORE balls of toilet paper
now. I asked when I could call
someone. He said you get out
everyday for 1 hour and there are
3 phones for about 200 women
to use. He advised me to get
to a phone quickly and he sent
me back to my grey cinderblock
home.

Dinner came at 4:30. I asked the
guard when we would be allowed
The Sergeant sat behind a large
out for our hour. No day room
desk and I am certain now in
today. Everyone is on lock. Lock
retrospect that he only saw me
can happen for any reason at any
because as I had entered jail the
time. I generally saw that lock
day before, unbeknownst to me,
occurred for a made up reason
there was a lot of media coverwhen lazy guards were on duty.
age...this would probably be a
They are always understaffed,
good conversation piece for him
squeezing out those profits, so
and his buddies over beers later.
maybe lock happens when a
He asked what I needed and if I
guard calls out of work. Whatevwas having an issue with another er the reason for lock it is always
inmate and wanted to go to PC. I conveyed as though the inmates
said no I wasn’t havin