WaitN4Tez
08-18-2006, 06:48 AM
I wasn't sure where to post this but I wanted to tell ya'll about my trip to Parchman. It's something that will definetely stay with me for the rest of my life.
At my school, it is a tradition that ALL seniors take a trip down to Parchman. It has always been on of those "This is what some of your lives will be like if you..." kinda things. At the time, I did not know my soulmate. We toured the whole camp. They showed us the different camps, the fields that some work in, they also explained what goes on, on a daily basis there. I'm sure they made it out to be more severe than what it actually is because we were a bunch of wild teenagers...but then again I have to wonder. They showed us the things that the men have used to stab each other (and it was anything from plastic forks, to a toothbrush)...horrifying actually. I remember waiting for a gate to open, stepping in when it opened(the horn going off and a light flashing) and it closing. Then another gate opening and closing behind us. It was one of the scariest feelings in the world. Of course we didn't visit the men in red...I forgot what unit it was but it was Maximum security. There were guys outside in what looked like tall dog pens. One person to a cage. When the bus rode by the men started acting out, screaming and hollering. One man put his hands down his pants and well...I'm sure he got in trouble for what he was doing. Like I said, Horrifying. It wasn't ALL terrible. I mean, a prison is still a prison, but not all of it has scarred me for life.
We spoke with several of the trustee's. We visited the chapel where one of the trustees told us his story, sang us a beautiful song (he brought tears to my eyes and gave me goosebumps!), and told us what he has seen happen in the prison. A lady sat in a big room with us and gave us the statistics and facts of the prisons in MS. We got to ask questions on top of questions and 99% of them were in fact answered. I never in a million years would have thought I'd be in love and waiting on my man to finally come home from a place like that. Tez was in Parchman at the time my class visited but of course, I didnt know him. (He's in Lexington now). With that trip I learned so much...and it's something that I will NEVER forget.
At my school, it is a tradition that ALL seniors take a trip down to Parchman. It has always been on of those "This is what some of your lives will be like if you..." kinda things. At the time, I did not know my soulmate. We toured the whole camp. They showed us the different camps, the fields that some work in, they also explained what goes on, on a daily basis there. I'm sure they made it out to be more severe than what it actually is because we were a bunch of wild teenagers...but then again I have to wonder. They showed us the things that the men have used to stab each other (and it was anything from plastic forks, to a toothbrush)...horrifying actually. I remember waiting for a gate to open, stepping in when it opened(the horn going off and a light flashing) and it closing. Then another gate opening and closing behind us. It was one of the scariest feelings in the world. Of course we didn't visit the men in red...I forgot what unit it was but it was Maximum security. There were guys outside in what looked like tall dog pens. One person to a cage. When the bus rode by the men started acting out, screaming and hollering. One man put his hands down his pants and well...I'm sure he got in trouble for what he was doing. Like I said, Horrifying. It wasn't ALL terrible. I mean, a prison is still a prison, but not all of it has scarred me for life.
We spoke with several of the trustee's. We visited the chapel where one of the trustees told us his story, sang us a beautiful song (he brought tears to my eyes and gave me goosebumps!), and told us what he has seen happen in the prison. A lady sat in a big room with us and gave us the statistics and facts of the prisons in MS. We got to ask questions on top of questions and 99% of them were in fact answered. I never in a million years would have thought I'd be in love and waiting on my man to finally come home from a place like that. Tez was in Parchman at the time my class visited but of course, I didnt know him. (He's in Lexington now). With that trip I learned so much...and it's something that I will NEVER forget.