Yellow Ribbon Case Study
Yellow Ribbon
As I walk along Beach Road towards Central Police Station, I think of the many possibilities life can bring us. How so many things can change and what we can learn from them. This case shows us an example. Officer Daniel Chua, Head of Drug Abuse and Inhalants Office, is about to reveal the reminiscence of his tragic past.
Two officers lead me to the Drug Abuse and Inhalants Office, where I am going to meet not only Officer Daniel, but also his many secrets and memories he will reveal in a few minutes. My heart is palpitating not with fear, but with restless anticipation. I walk into the office, my footsteps tinkering on the tufted floor. Officer Daniel receives me warmly, although I can see that he is trying to avert …show more content…
He licks his lips and continues, “I popped the ‘candies’ in my mouth, ignoring the pestering instinct that gifts from strangers should never be accepted, let alone be eaten. Soon after, I felt so ‘high’ and felt like I was invincible, invulnerable, like I could do anything. It was the best feeling I had ever felt. The next day, I looked for the man and bought the ‘candies’ from him. By this time, I realised I was taking ‘Ecstasy’. Even though I knew that drug abuse was against the law, I was addicted and completely neglected my studies to buy the drug. I had changed in that way. I was no longer …show more content…
They were driven into a rage of fury. They made me leave the house with these last words, ‘Daniel, we cannot tolerate you any longer. Please leave and choose your path, the way you want to live the rest of your life.’ Thankfully, my grandmother took me in. Eventually, however, I started stealing from the frail old lady to satisfy my addiction. She was heartbroken, but still did not abandon me.”
He hides his face in his hands with tears falling profusely. “The next year, she passed away and I felt the world collapse around me. I had lost my friends, my family, everything. I had taken everyone and everything I had for granted. Only until I lost all of them and had nothing left did I realise how precious they were to me. But it was too late.”
Daniel looks up from his hands, his tear-streaked face emotionless and cold. “Everything changed because I took that packet. That packet of joy, yet at the same time, the packet of devastation. Still unwilling to change for the better, I started glue sniffing, trying to cure myself of my brokenness in vain. Nothing worked. That pang of regret still lived in my heart, that prick of my conscience still stayed in my head and that pain of my body still etched in my soul. I knew I had to change. Change—that was the only cure to all my pain, and I knew it. So, a month later, I called the police to get myself arrested. The drug rehabilitation centre I was put in made me turned over a new
As I walk along Beach Road towards Central Police Station, I think of the many possibilities life can bring us. How so many things can change and what we can learn from them. This case shows us an example. Officer Daniel Chua, Head of Drug Abuse and Inhalants Office, is about to reveal the reminiscence of his tragic past.
Two officers lead me to the Drug Abuse and Inhalants Office, where I am going to meet not only Officer Daniel, but also his many secrets and memories he will reveal in a few minutes. My heart is palpitating not with fear, but with restless anticipation. I walk into the office, my footsteps tinkering on the tufted floor. Officer Daniel receives me warmly, although I can see that he is trying to avert …show more content…
He licks his lips and continues, “I popped the ‘candies’ in my mouth, ignoring the pestering instinct that gifts from strangers should never be accepted, let alone be eaten. Soon after, I felt so ‘high’ and felt like I was invincible, invulnerable, like I could do anything. It was the best feeling I had ever felt. The next day, I looked for the man and bought the ‘candies’ from him. By this time, I realised I was taking ‘Ecstasy’. Even though I knew that drug abuse was against the law, I was addicted and completely neglected my studies to buy the drug. I had changed in that way. I was no longer …show more content…
They were driven into a rage of fury. They made me leave the house with these last words, ‘Daniel, we cannot tolerate you any longer. Please leave and choose your path, the way you want to live the rest of your life.’ Thankfully, my grandmother took me in. Eventually, however, I started stealing from the frail old lady to satisfy my addiction. She was heartbroken, but still did not abandon me.”
He hides his face in his hands with tears falling profusely. “The next year, she passed away and I felt the world collapse around me. I had lost my friends, my family, everything. I had taken everyone and everything I had for granted. Only until I lost all of them and had nothing left did I realise how precious they were to me. But it was too late.”
Daniel looks up from his hands, his tear-streaked face emotionless and cold. “Everything changed because I took that packet. That packet of joy, yet at the same time, the packet of devastation. Still unwilling to change for the better, I started glue sniffing, trying to cure myself of my brokenness in vain. Nothing worked. That pang of regret still lived in my heart, that prick of my conscience still stayed in my head and that pain of my body still etched in my soul. I knew I had to change. Change—that was the only cure to all my pain, and I knew it. So, a month later, I called the police to get myself arrested. The drug rehabilitation centre I was put in made me turned over a new