Friday when I awoke, I had no idea how much beauty the day would hold. I didn’t know it would include light-filled views …
Brightly-colored placemats …
Quite honestly, when the day began, I expected my emotions would have nowhere to go but down.
You see, I woke up Friday morning in Brazil … prepared to go to prison.
With this post you make my day happier….hugs and blessings, ciao Flavia
WOW. Every thing about this post exudes HOPE. I kept thinking, “Hope unlimited. Unlimited Hope.”
Don’t know why, but that’s what I was thinking. Now to click to make sure I read or reread that link.
Had to document that I was here to read this incredibly positive and hope-filled post. It is certainly true that bars do not a prison make. It doesn’t make much sense to toss people into a pit and expect them to return to society better people. On the other hand, it doesn’t seem wise to punish offenders with a cushy existence. It’s a conundrum. Perhaps this is an answer.
I wonder how something like this would work here in the U. S. I think it’s important that people have the opportunity to take control of their own lives and their own futures, even if they are in prison. This idea seems to take that to the power it needs to be. What a great chance to test out their new-found abilities to maintain before actually getting back out there in “the real world.” If they are allowed to take jobs or learn new job skills within the prison and care for their own upkeep, etc., then the experience is that much greater!
It’s great that all the men there were so cooperative and forthcoming. This could be a lesson to our penal system!!!