Today I’ve been to Planned
Parenthood. It has been my first time there since I’ve been here and it has
been a very interesting adventure.
When we arrived to the clinic, the
first thing I was told is which line is the one which must not be crossed. That
line divides PP into two zones; the saving and still with hope one, and the
hopeless one which we called the “dead zone”.
While being out there, the major
problem is that lots of girls arrive in a taxi to the “dead zone” so that
doubles the trouble, because we have to try and get to speak with them from the
“saving zone” which rarely is a success. Today we tried to speak with a lot of
girls, but they zoomed from our side of the line to the other as if they
actually knew which line it is. From all they girls we saw today, only a young
couple actually stopped to talk to me. The girl was 18 weeks pregnant, was 17
years old and was going into PP to get information about prenatal care. I told
them about EMC and how we could help them. They’ll be coming to our Brooklyn
office next week.
I hope to go back another day; so
much can be learned out there!
"saving zone" "dead zone"
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