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Yesterday afternoon, I had a nice and unforgettable experience. Our CI group together with another CI group went to visit the Negros Oriental Provincial Jail for Silliman University College of Nursing's annual feeding program. Every year, the college does that. Other CI groups also went to other institutions apart from the provincial jail, like the Talay Rehabilitation Center for those who are mentally challenged.

When we first stepped to the premises of the provincial jail, I was quite scared because I've never been inside before. However, I pass by over there once in a while whenever there is a need to take that route in order to get to a certain destination. I remember passing by there on certain occasions many times before. It's a quite place - very conducive for those who are in there. But on a few occasions at the same time, because it is closely located to the Sports Complex, the place gets quite noisy at times too.




The big and small parols wowed me at the main entrance. They were nice to look at - definitely a picture of hard work. Every year, the inmates of the provincial jail make parols and sell them to those who are interested to buy so they could have money this christmas for themselves (and maybe for their families as well). As I stared a them, I appreciated the inmates a little bit more and I realized they are really very creative people.The designs are so intricate and the colors are so vivid. I admired their creations because I can see the effort in every parol, and the kind heart of every individual who made each one.

Aside from giving them food, we also gave canned goods, noodles, old clothes and other stuff that they'll surely need. We gathered to their hall for an intermission number that we prepared for them, and surprisingly, they also rendered an number for us after ours. It was nice because two inmates from the group gave the number, and they were very good. They were nice, warmth, jolly and happy people. One sang and the other strummed the guitar as accompaniment. The singer had a nice voice. And the guitarist was also very good. After the number, they rendered another one.







Quite funny though because one of our classmate was teased to one particular inmate, but it was all a joke. Nothing serious! Hehe. They were fun people, and I realized that there is totally no reason to be scared of them at all. Happiness was very obvious in their faces. They were so thankful, and it really showed. That was enough reason to make me and all of us happy. I did not leave the halls of the jail with a heavy heart. It's hard to describe the kind of joy I felt. I couldn't put it into words. All I can say is that I am happy. :8)

Yesterday afternoon, I had a nice and unforgettable experience. Our CI group together with another CI group went to visit the Negros Oriental Provincial Jail for Silliman University College of Nursing's annual feeding program. Every year, the college does that. Other CI groups also went to other institutions apart from the provincial jail, like the Talay Rehabilitation Center for those who are mentally challenged.

When we first stepped to the premises of the provincial jail, I was quite scared because I've never been inside before. However, I pass by over there once in a while whenever there is a need to take that route in order to get to a certain destination. I remember passing by there on certain occasions many times before. It's a quite place - very conducive for those who are in there. But on a few occasions at the same time, because it is closely located to the Sports Complex, the place gets quite noisy at times too.




The big and small parols wowed me at the main entrance. They were nice to look at - definitely a picture of hard work. Every year, the inmates of the provincial jail make parols and sell them to those who are interested to buy so they could have money this christmas for themselves (and maybe for their families as well). As I stared a them, I appreciated the inmates a little bit more and I realized they are really very creative people.The designs are so intricate and the colors are so vivid. I admired their creations because I can see the effort in every parol, and the kind heart of every individual who made each one.

Aside from giving them food, we also gave canned goods, noodles, old clothes and other stuff that they'll surely need. We gathered to their hall for an intermission number that we prepared for them, and surprisingly, they also rendered an number for us after ours. It was nice because two inmates from the group gave the number, and they were very good. They were nice, warmth, jolly and happy people. One sang and the other strummed the guitar as accompaniment. The singer had a nice voice. And the guitarist was also very good. After the number, they rendered another one.







Quite funny though because one of our classmate was teased to one particular inmate, but it was all a joke. Nothing serious! Hehe. They were fun people, and I realized that there is totally no reason to be scared of them at all. Happiness was very obvious in their faces. They were so thankful, and it really showed. That was enough reason to make me and all of us happy. I did not leave the halls of the jail with a heavy heart. It's hard to describe the kind of joy I felt. I couldn't put it into words. All I can say is that I am happy. :8)