O was sometimes picturing how long he was at detention at so small solitary cell with three times food taking chance of so minimally nutrition acquirement, probably he had suffered from that cell’s detention for three months, he daily engrave his cell’s wire fence fixed to his spent day's mark before sleeping.

The jailer delivered three snacks a day through the gap between the barbed wire, scratched the inside of the door of the cage, which only he could see, with a hairpin that he had once a day to keep the jailer from noticing (he had a bald part of the back of his head, so he sometimes used a hairpin to keep the bald from being seen on windy days, etc.), and then pushed him into the cell for days later. It was a clue that he knew what was being put in.

Nevertheless, he regularly was forced to go out from there only at Friday’s evening, and he was everytime taken into torture chamber with his hands chained, he was pushed into there next to the prison guard’s waiting room, where he sat on a chair in front of a desk, and for several hours he was forced to repeat the proclamation and national history of the C〇P by the correctional officer in his ears, as part of his correctional education. his manacing tone voice was so loud that his daytime’s many forced labor’s exhaustion could injure his spirit and mentality.

He was forced to work on the expansion of the facilities of forced labor against the U〇g〇urs, where he imposed hard labor for more than eight hours a day, and this time he was suddenly returned to his cell and took a nap for about thirty minutes, and this time he was attacked by sleepiness while he was beating up again and repeating. O was also attacked by sleepiness while he was there. At that time, the correctional officer woke up in O’s ear with a voice and forced him to continue the recitation.

About three months passed, those days, one day, O was next occasion, everyday taken into another a little bit larger room than beforehand he usually was taken into with fixed larger white board, and there he was forced to learn how to learn orthodox Ch〇nese to all confined U〇g〇urs and necessarily, C〇P’s national ideological recitation’s method was taught so compulsorily by plural officers at that time, and at that forcible correcting room, O was shown so many animation shot by bureaucrats of the concentration camp.

He was shown a guidance video for U〇g〇urs correction education created by them, and he was taught how to correct the U〇g〇urs by the correctional officer who explained the contents of the video in detail almost more than half a day.

Consequently after he was forcedly packed that facility’s correction education for them to
his brain and mind, those days were already entrance of autumn, since those days, next O was forcibly dispatched at national ideological education programs to U〇g〇urs.
He began to work as a correctional education instructor and was dispatched to the correctional education facility in the camp as a professional of language thorough education and national philosophy repetition to U〇g〇urs.

In these routine days, O accidentally had an encounter to one another correctional education instructor accompanying so similar circumstance like O’s it in dining room in the facility taking dinner time forcibly he was taken to there, necessarily in that room private talk was strictly prohibitted, then any conversation was done only with the another instructor’s one small memopad and his own script (he was so superior prisoner that he was permitted to read books he requested to the bureaucracts in the facilities of the upper echelons and he was at some privilage of writing memorandum or so with ballpoint pens, in order to strictly prohibit private language in the room, he handed O a note written by stealing the eyes of the monitor placed in the four corners from under the table for dinner, and he communicated repeatedly saying that O would write a simple question behind memopad and give it.

As in these secret communications, it seemed that that correction concentrate camp had one corruption, that was, at the matter of fact, that so huge estate camp must have everyday so.

Because the concentration camps have a large number of inmates and in-house workers, they have to deal with a large amount of garbage every day, but the construction of new waste incineration and other facilities for that purpose is delayed, and some bureaucrats in the camps illegally transported garbage to neighboring Afgh〇nist〇an from K〇bul to the border between Afg〇nist〇n and Ch〇na. In the past, they have been bribed to garbage collectors near the border who have been dispatched from the border to take them in. And that garbage collector is also a face to the T〇lib〇n. Additionally, so upcoming day, that country’s capital must be taken back to T〇lib〇n, then, according to his memo-pad explanation, if that one and O was smartly dealing with garbage disposal low class junior officer who was at a charge of garbage to A〇g〇nist〇n to the country’s garbage collector, at least the collecting ones’ coming day would be known to him, and additionally he was playing porker or so at his cell with another familiar camp prisoner, because his ability at correcting education to any U〇g〇urs was so superior, then direct jailer to him was permitting to play sometimes he wanted to do. He was older prisoner to O.

O’s heartbeat resumed beating afterward he got to be known the one’s so clever plan, and his camp life was immediately switched at aspect he had held in his mind.

(to be continued)

Aug. 18th., 2021