Monday, August 31, 2009

The Lions Den

Greetings,
I would like to share with you a paper that I wrote for my English class. This essay is written as an article for a magazine.
Enjoy

August 26th, 2009
The Lions Den

Unlike most 18 year olds who spent the summer of 2004 on the beach preparing for their first year of college, soon to be Officer Greene spent his summer pacing his living room floor, waiting for a call from the human resources department at Northern Neck Regional Jail. Greene, who had failed to meet minimum standards for the United States Marine Corps, decided to be a public servant and serve his community by ensuring the safe keeping of its criminals. That summer he turned the corner to manhood by overcoming fear, personal conflict and the challenge of supervising men and women much older than himself.

Officer Greene found himself sitting in a lion’s den, face-to-face with the beast, without a club and wreaking of the overpowering scent of fear. Before his first day on the job, the young officer had been in few fights and was probably described as a naive country boy. Shortly after becoming a jail officer, forty five minutes to be exact, he would no longer hold fast to the sheltered ways to which he had been accustomed. It was his first step to gaining confidence and overcoming his fear when he assisted two officers who had to physically restrain an inmate from Atlanta, Georgia. The inmate had assaulted a nurse in the medical department and now had to be placed in his own private cell. Only days after the first event, Greene assisted in controlling a violent, sweaty and very bloody man hyped up on PCP. Greene now felt a sense of security and a new found confidence in his ability to protect himself in the event that his time in the lion’s den ever challenged him again.

The new officer discovered that his den would present yet another challenge when he was approached by one of the inmates and asked, “Greene, how old are you?” The inmate network rivals the speed of the internet when it comes to spreading news and the news that the average inmate was old enough to be his father, spread at warp speed. Greene found that gaining respect from his elders at the jail came quickly because inmates immediately noticed he treated his job seriously and genuinely cared for the people that were in his charge. Greene, a skilled communicator, found a way to relate to each inmate, regardless of age, by engaging in conversation and showing interest whenever possible.

Towards the end of his tour at the facility, Officer Greene began to suffer emotionally from the constant stress of being in the jail environment. Greene felt that he was becoming part of the routine and he began to stress at an alarming level. Greene’s response was psychological, a reaction from things as simple as the depressing sounds of cell doors closing, the dull paint chipping from the walls, and the funk of the cell blocks and inmates in general. Greene noticed that he was now an extremely confrontational person, lacking patience in dealing with most situations, especially with people outside the jail. In a friendly game of basketball at the gym, Greene caught himself yelling back at someone who challenged a call, something he would have never done before. Relief soon came in the form of a job opportunity at the Tappahannock Police Department.

Officer Greene’s time at the jail is categorized as eventful, educational, fearful and at times, stressful. Greene praises that period of his life for teaching him how to effectively communicate with the criminal element, a skill that assists him as a Patrol Officer with the Tappahannock Police. Greene states that he “Entered the lions den as a young child and emerged a successful young man. I was faced with many challenges that forced me to grow up a lot sooner than I could have ever envisioned.”

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

What might happen?

Bloggers,
I remember reading in Shakespeare that "Cowards die many times before their death, the valiant taste of death but once." That has been an inspiration and a guiding beacon for me during most of the challenges that I've faced. Essentially, Shakespeare was referring to the fact that while most people let fear lead their lives and make their decisions, most of the time leading them to not attempting a task or at the very best, aiding them in failure. A friend posted on her Facebook today that while walking from a college class she heard a stranger on the phone with her mother, crying because her boyfriend had broken up with her. My friend's hindsight told her that she should have stopped and offered her comfort to the stranger, and looking back, knows it may have been the right thing to do.
I offered some advice to my friend in an indirect way that read, "Sometimes a person's character is better judged by the things that they do not do, rather than the things they have done." My friend viewed my reply as I was saying that she should have comforted the stranger. A friend of hers replied that she shouldn't view it like that, and for all she knows the girl could have slapped her. My reply to her was, What if the people in Iraq shot at us for trying to liberate them? What if your mom had been too scared to have a child because she was too scared about how her body would react? You can't live your life by what might happen because then you're not in control of what will happen. Take control of what will happen. "Cowards die many times before their death, the valiant taste of death but once."
How do you feel about embracing a stranger in need? Do you live your life by what might happen or by what will happen?

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Taking control

Bloggers,

I finally realized that I wasn't in control of my life when I was at the gym nearly a month ago. I was staring in to the mirror when I asked myself, "Why aren't you happy?" For nearly 4 years I have been at my current job and I don't feel like I've accomplished anything. I am always tired, always tired and always tired. The schedule we are working has been draining me physically and emotionally. Physically, because of the constant day-night, day-night style shift we are working. Emotionally, because I am depressed about always being tired. September 1st that all changes! We are going to a permanent shift with every other weekend off! Not exactly what I wanted, but it's progress.

Last week I began to further my education by starting classes at the Rappahannnock Community College. I am very excited about learning again. I am nervous about the work load because I am trying to juggle it with a full time job. I have a strong network of support to help me get through it which is helping me dramatically.

I have always been fascinated with martial arts and I have even studied the arts once or twice over the years. I began training with a private instructor who has really helped me with losing weight and improving my cardio. I am really focused on trying to be in shape for the prospective SWAT school in the spring. The instructor is a former US Navy SEAL, who takes physical fitness VERY seriously.

So, overall, I am taking control over my life again. I really feel like with the schedule change I will finally be able to get some sleep, thus reducing that aspect of stress in my life. Martial Arts has really helped me with improving my confidence and giving me focus.

Til next time.