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Coming back to the Women's Resource Center, a place for incarcerated women who are transitioning out of jail, was the fresh start we wanted to create. What was supposed to be an introduction to the writing sessions ended up being a venting session. We asked the women if they felt changes in their lives since being there. Some agreed and some didn't.

Dear Oprah,
My Name is Katrinka Austin and the reason this for this letter is to ask for your help I have a sister whose name is Ophelia. She is the eldest of 7, a single mother of 2, grandmother of 6, adopted mother of my 3 children, and caretaker of our 74 year old, blind and disabled mother. My sister works a full time job and is also stricken with lupus.

A few years back my sister bought a house with the intentions of remodeling it to make big enough for all 11 people in her home. Walls were knocked down, rooms were added and appliances were bought. Soon after the construction began, it was suddenly called to a stop. In November of 2004 her only son was shot and killed leaving behind a wife and 4 beautiful daughters all under the age of 12. My sister also looked after his children. This was a terribly hard thing for my sister to do, but she was able to send off her son peacefully with the lord.

Construction began again, but it came to a stop again for another tragic reason. In March of 2005, my cousin and her two children who were 6 and 11 were in a fatal accident leaving her 11 year old behind in a coma. My sister as usual was there to offer our cousin her help in any way she could. Now for the third time my sister started on her home again, but once more it came to a halt. September 19th and 20th of 2005 our father and brother passed away. This sent our family into shock, but being the stronger one in our family, my sister took control of the situation and dug deep into her pocket and also sent our father and brother to be along with the rest.  

After the funerals my mother could no longer live on her own. This was also taking a toll on my mother and her health and since she was in her old age my sister decided to take her in. It has been two years since these events happen and my sister's home still isn't finished. She is also left without money to even continue. Her home is only half done and she is in total disarray with 8 children to care for. I don't know how my sister has been able to handle all of this physically, emotionally and mentally and what surprises me is that she has been able to. I love her for doing all this, I could never do of all what she's done. Not even half.

This is the reason for my letter. Could you please extend a helping hand or even some words of inspiration to my sister? Since I am incarcerated I wish there was more that I could do, but whatever I can do in exchange for this to happen I will. Please let her know I love and thank her for all she's done for my family, especially my children. If it weren't for her, who knows where my children, our brother's children, my mother or our cousin would be today or do.

It's Not What Everyone Thinks
Tiffany Carnie

This experience hasn't changed me at all, but it's helped me to see that Santa Clara County is really a jacked up county. I've been clean for 16 months now and this time around I feel I've been cheated by the system. Since I've given birth to my one month old some, I've been requesting a transfer out of county to my probation officer and I keep getting denied. For what reason I don't know.

In January of this year, my son was 2 months and I didn't have anywhere to live so I got a violation for not reporting a change of address to my probation officer. When I got locked up for my violation the court gave me a 10-month sentence. What all of this has helped me to see is that Santa Clara County is more money hungry than worried about helping those who need real help or guidance. While being here at WRC it has been a real struggle finding permanent placement for my son. And being behind these walls of hell I feel completely helpless. One thing I've been blessed with is that I haven't gotten involved with child protective services. My son is now safe and secure living with his grandmother in San Bernardino County.

I've requested a transfer out of County once more a month ago and have been denied once again and was told by my probation officer ÒWe'll talk about it when you're released from WRC.Ó My frustration knowing that I have nowhere to go when I get released from here. My probation officer is very aware of this as well as the judge who put me here. I know for sure that they are not trying to help me so I can live a Ònormal lifeÓ and have a chance to raise my son and my unborn daughter. What do I have to do?


This Place Helped me Change for the Better
Lijia Del Mercado
WRC has changed me. It has helped me become a responsible, sober person. I've changed my ways, my behavior and attitude. I no longer need to do drugs. I feel that I have a clear mind today and I see what drugs has done to me and I no longer want to live the way I did. I want to better my life the way it should and deserve.

 


 

 

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Message From: selina (chica_40894@hotmail.com), Friday, October 6, 2006 8:53 PM

ahh the baby is so cute

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