She answered No she didn’t want to add anything about getting an education in prison— what it meant. She sat right on the corner of the two tables pushed together crowded with women in green. Later, her head rose even higher— gazelle at the edge of the grasses long neck arched, chin tucked in listening hard for the sound of approach. They don’t want us to learn, she said her head turns a quarter turn, freezes. They mock us--the guards-- they do everything they can to undermine us. Quick intake of breath, the snap of fire taking hold in the updraught of silence surrounding her.