I arrive at my career connections class for it only to be disrupted within the first 30 minutes by a police officer in full uniform. He was a very intimidating looking man, and he also had feet shackles in his hands.
Once I saw him, I knew he was in there looking for me because I can see my mother right behind him; my heart full straight up my esophagus and onto my desk. I was simply terrified. My mom pointed to my direction and the officer walked to my desk and got me to my feet in one single swoop for my upper arm. I barely had time to recognize what he was doing to me until I had the shackles on my legs and the handcuffed sorely fastened around my wrists.
As he walked me through the halls of my high school, I was mortified by my fellow peers expressions. I looked and felt completely out of place. Here I am, some blonde hair blue eyed girl in a skirt, polo shirt, and flip-flops being handcuffed and shackled at the wonderful age of 16. I held my tears from falling down my face. As terrified, embarrassed, and helpless as I was, for some odd reason, I couldn't stand to allow anyone else to see me cry.
Once the officer put me in the back of the cop car, tears fell from my eyes like a small monsoon. I demanded the officer to tell me where I was going, and what I was charged with.... He simply responded: you are going to a lock down facility and you won't see your family or friends for two years... Although I didn't believe him at the time, he actually told the truth.
Excel Academy was later forced to abandon their behavior modification model after a policeman was charged and later convicted of taking students down to the local jail where he let the inmates undress the students to scare them straight.
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What was That, He was a Good Cop?, by JD, Associated Content, February 6, 2008