With the ongoing mental torture of seeing my Mother being beaten so badly and having to cope alone, I was quiet and withdrawn at school and had no real friends to confide in.
I guess the neighbors must have heard the racket because before I could do anything my uncle, my Mother's brother,came and dragged the man who had been beating her from off her and swiftly thumped him
Over and over I listened to her screams for help but was unable to offer any assistance, instead I sat and cried, hands over my ears, waiting for someone, anyone, to come and rescue her.