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OrphanNorway Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
A new trial is comming up, my lawyer tells me they will use this against me and that I´ll probably lose again.
I lost the 3rd time also. I wanted to go to the Human rights court in Brussels My lawyer told me to wait, she wanted to try The Main Court of Norway first. I told her I did´t bellieve that I could get justice in norway.
It´s difficult to get a trial proved in the Main Court, but by this time I was almost like becomming a celebrity, all kinds of people felt my pain, and I never did my son any wrongs, I took good care of him, even the goverment agreed.
So the court was set, almost 2 years had past, It was my last chance to save my son, they allready moved him 3 times.
This time I won....
I don´t bellieve in justice by the norwgian court. I think I was lucky that so many people supported me, I didn´t know them, they didn´t have to care, but still they did.

Today I´m 28 years old, single mother of 4 children, living in Spain.

God forgives, I don´t... I just put things behind me.

I don´t want anyones sympathy, I don´t feel sorry for myself.I concider myself lucky, I had a rough start but it made me who I am today, wich I am proud of.
I tell my children every day that I love them with all my heart.

I have chose to be a single mom since I have problems with trusting men and find it difficult to have them around.
Some of my past maybe made bigger scares than I´m avare of. I try not to think of it. I don´t live in the past, I live today and for the future of my children.
I hope this story is bringing hope to you and others in the same situation.

Just to mention it, I spent some time in prison myself, I got convicted when I was 16 years old for attempted murder(selfdefence) and false passports. Since I was first time caught and young they gave me 4 months in mixed prison (both men and women) where I had to work and 3 years probation without the ability to have a passport or leave the country.

Kind Regards -OrphanNorway-

The poem I promised you:

"The Little Girl"
What does she think?
What does she see?
She is always happy.
She is always free.
But nobody knows she is always sad,
even though she laughs she feels really bad.
Who knows what happened when love left her heart?
Who can see from the outside what she tries to hide?
I know what you can do.....
I know how you can see....
Just ask me, becouse, THAT LITTLE GIRL IS ME....

Tell me what you think of my comments.....

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OrphanNorway Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
Hello johnnie.

When I read your story it was almost like reading about my own life, exept I´m a woman, a little bit younger, norwegian and did not spend so much time in prison as you. I have a poem that I would like you to read. Since I can only use 3000 characters I´ll post a new comment, I allready shortened this down to almost no details.

I had no one when I grew up.
I was moved around like a bag of potetoes.
From I was 15 until I was 18 was the worst, I had 36 different "homes". I never had a home, and I was developing behaviour problems,
I started to disrespect the law and authoroties.
I was no longer able to give or recive "love",
When I met kindness I got paranoid, thinking they where out to abuse me in a way.
When I was 17 I got pregnant with a drugaddict that was 14 years older than me.
The goverment realeased me from their care and left me with nothing.
When I turned 18 my son was born, that little cute face saved my life, I don´t know where I had been if it wasn´t for him, when I held him I felt love for the first time in many years. I wanted to do whatever I could to keep him safe and for him to feel loved.
But by law in Norway the goverment removed him from my care, telling me since I grew up as an orphan I was not suitable for childcare, I had him the 1st year.
I had been fighting my whole life just to get things others see as normal, like food, clothes etc... So I was thinking why waste my time fighting the goverment, people like me never wins anyway, but I had to keep my son from getting the childhood I had.
Atleast he can read his file when he is 17 and then he will know, no matter what "my mother never gave up."
So I contacted a lawyer, I lost the first time, but I still got to meet him in once each month for 2 hours, I lost the second time and they took it all away.
I was thinking, I can´t do this anymore, to see my little innocent boy cry everytime mom has to leave him, he was to little to understand. it was just to much. A few months after I turned 19, on christmas eve I tried to commit suicide, I´ll never forgive myself. I used a rasorblade and cut both my wrists all the way up to the elbow.

To be continued.....

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prisonhelper Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
17.11. 2010.
hello all my inmate, my e-mail are
my name are bjarte fagerlid i live in denmark, i realy want
to help so please take contact

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Charlie DeTar Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
Yes, the ink does come in a bit faint. But the drawings are phenomenal. I'll try rescanning this tomorrow to see if we can get it a bit darker.

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OrphanNorway Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
It´s very difficult to read this letter, it´s blurred after beeing scanned. Can you please write it again in darker ink or with a thicker paper, exuse my spelling I´m norwegian and not so good in English writing.


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OrphanNorway Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
I don´t know what to write really, exuse my writing, I´m norwegian so sometimes the spelling is not so good, I just wanted to tell you that your drawings rock, keep on posting them and I will make sure to read all your blog posts :) And also post a comment.
Kind Regards "OrphanNorway"

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pammylatina Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
hi,first of all a greeting from Europe,i found out about this site yesterday and tried to see what it was all about.
I ve been reading some stories and they surely touches ones heart on behalf of the the victim or the person behind bars,in the end its soo tragic why sometimes we are on the wrong place at the wrong time.
I want to say to this Jacob that i read ur story and it was well written and people should take lesson and learn from others mistakes right,thanks for sharing this and let us see some of the inside behind the bars.

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lru Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
You mentioned Central Texas College's "Computer Training Program." I'm curious what kind of computer equipment and services and training are available to you. How far can you take this interest, if you so desire? Can you go in publishing directions, or software programming directions?

The internet is a resource as well as a stage, so to speak. So in addition to expressing your views, which is great for us, you can also ask technical questions, which may help in your studies.

Just an idea. It would be good if blogging was a two-way street of information and help.

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omgrupk Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite

I just wanted to say I really enjoyed reading your very eloquent, articulate and touching blog.

Thank you, and I hope to read more from you in the near future!

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rageahol Posted 10 years, 5 months ago.   Favorite
There are some things you say in this letter that remind me of my own experiences. Though never incarcerated, I had my share of run-ins with the law as a young man. I was lucky enough to find people who helped me pull out of the situation I was in. Like you, I also thought for many years afterwards that these were the choices I made, bad ones certainly, but that they were things that I did. I refused to see myself as a victim.

With the benefit of a few more years, I can say that yes, I made those bad choices, and yes, I was responsible for the things I did, but the choices I had were also constrained by the situation I found myself in. In one sense, I was the perpetrator of acts that were profoundly negative for myself and others. And at the very same time, because of the situation I found myself in, which was complex, I was not able to see the good choices I could make if I chose to.

Sometimes when we attempt to take responsibility for our past wrongs, we go overboard. This can keep us from truly learning the lessons of our experience, because we do not allow ourselves forgiveness. And if we do not forgive ourselves on some level for our bad actions, then we cannot honestly address the root causes that led to our bad actions in the first place.

I hope you will continue to post on this blog. And I hope that you find greater peace in your self-reflection.

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