The prison vacated a piece of building space and held an exhibition of clean government warning education, and the discipline inspection and supervision department hung up a red sign to become the city's warning education base.
Educated people of different ages, genders, occupations, and classes from all aspects of government agencies, schools, and enterprises walked into prisons in phases and batches, visited warning education exhibitions, and warning education films, listened to the statements of prisoners serving sentences for duty crimes to repent and rehabilitate themselves and warn others, and received the most realistic and vivid warning education on clean government.
Each time, two or three negative instructors, dressed in the same prison uniforms, were escorted by the police from the prison cell to the auditorium of the school building, trembling to the front of the stage, reading a prepared and reviewed manuscript into the microphone.
The team receiving warning education in the auditorium is constantly renewed, and the faces of the negative teachers are replaced from time to time as needed, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the tearful confession of the negative teachers.
Although each of them committed a crime for different reasons, different criminal experiences, different circumstances of the crime, and different sentences for the crime, it can also be said that from another perspective, they have taken different life paths.
These negative instructors were all leaders in a certain field and industry in the past, and they held more or less certain power in their hands. Standing in front of the microphone, he has fallen from a person in the past to a prisoner today. The former style, the former self-confidence, the former glory, and the former dignity were all instantly blocked out of the high wall.
At this moment, it can be heard that they share two words full of hatred from the bottom of their hearts: greed, which is the root of all evil in a person's path to corruption and depravity. What they are full of from the bottom of their hearts is also two words and one freedom, which is the inexhaustible motivation for them to make serious determinations.
That day, a slightly chubby teacher stood on the stage and cried silently: I really envy you, you can go home when you walk out of this auditorium. I know that going home at this time is not only an expectation, a luxury, but also a dignity for him.
Life is short, and there is nothing more terrible than the loss of freedom and dignity. The days of losing freedom and dignity are dark and painful, and they also remind me of a very apt word: life is like a year. It's a pity that everything has changed, there is no regret medicine to take in life, and the hope of future life can only rely on yourself to start over again (to be continued).