First, I would
like to mention a second fan fight, but refuse to go into detail because
somebody lost the fight that I like. Theresa, it is alright if you lost Baby- you
stood your own, so you get an A for effort!!!
Last week, in the
previous episode I talked about a fan-fight with Martha
Ramos, where she got whooped. Well, from that incident you would have
thought
that she had learned her lesson. Not!
The Real Women of C-Dorm; Ms. Venee, Weinna, and Bink almost
had to spank
Martha again, and Ms. Venee is of the Church, and had to
jump off the top bunk
(I know- WHY are they still making Grown Ass women sleep on
the Top BUNK??!!
the feds are ruthless!) and step to Martha about the same
ish, but a different
day.
After her fight
with Cindy, she was moved to the room I lived in. I was in a smaller
room, with five other women.
Martha was moved in the room with me because she
couldn't seem to get along with the women downstairs in the
larger dorm.
Well, the first
night she slept in room 10, it was about to go down.
"I need the
fan on, the window open, and the door open, because I can't breath."
Martha announced.
"Martha, it is
snowing outside. If the window is open,
snow is going to blow in on
me, because my bed is directly up under the
window." I said.
She walked over to
the window and opened it anyway. I was
tight, but I remained
silent. When Martha
saw that she wasn't getting a reaction from me, she continued
on her mission. The
other four inmates were terrified of her, and considered her a
bully. They put their
coats and pulled their blankets up over their heads. The fan
was on also. With the
door wide open, it was a cross ventilation of a strong breeze
mixed with a thin midst of snow.
"Martha, we
need to compromise. If you want the fan
on, lets close the door and
the window." As
I suggested the compromise, I was already in motion. I slammed
the window shut, and then the door.
"No! I can't
breath! I am hot also!" She whined.
"Well, I am
going to need you to take off atleast a layer of those clothes. We all
have on pajamas, and you have a sweat suit over a pair of
long johns. Of course you
are hot!" I
said.
Martha
refused. She stood in the middle of the
floor wrapped heavy in her winter
outer gear.
"I am turning
the fan back on." She said, after
opening the window again.
I cut the fan
off. We stood in the middle of the
floor, having a stand off.
The other bunkies did not want to witness anything, so they
covered their heads and
turned to face the wall.
Each time she got
up to turn the fan on, I jumped up to turn it off. Finally I got
tired of the game.
"Martha, I am
securing my property. I am not going to
sleep in here with the snow
blowing on me. It is
freezing in here. If you touch this fan
again, I may loose, but
we are about to fight."
I said calmly, as I walked around the room, putting all my
personal belongings in my locker. When an inmate goes to the SHU, the officer
comes and packs their property out. Usually inmates take a hit, because out of
six people living in the room, many roommates will not
notify the officer of what
is yours, so the officer forgets to pack it, and they keep
it.
It was about to get
hectic in that room!
"SHU! I am not about to go to the SHU! I already got into a fight too about the
fan with Cindy!
Forget it- I am going to Ms. Perkins tomorrow on you!" She
screamed.
Ms. Perkins was
our counselor. She also was in charge of bed moves.
"Girl, I don't
care who you go to, just make sure you tell the story right." I replied.
Finally, she
settled down, and removed a layer of her clothes. She fused the entire
time, until we both finally went to sleep.
When she went to
Ms. Perkins, she moved her immediately, again.
This is one of many
fan-fights at Danbury, and I am positive it is just as many
at other institutions.
Rhonda Turpin
August 12, 2014
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