Page 10 - DAPHNE HART - MY MAMA STORY (AUDIO VERSION)

CHAPTER ONE

T
he Bus stopped once in a while, some people got off, and
more came on, but we stayed on. And so it was all the way; I

felt sick.

After we got off the bus in Mandeville, we walked for what seemed like

forever. Then we got a ride to a place called Knockpatrick, and after

that, more walking. All the walking and rough riding made me very
sore, so I started crying.

We took another type of transportation at a place called Newport, then
to Berryhill. I am not sure about the locations, I just remember the

names.

There, we stayed for a few weeks or could be months. That’s where I

met Uncle This and Aunty That, and cousins from everywhere.

One Aunty I remember well was Aunt Lue. She liked me a lot. She
would pick me up often, and kiss me on the cheek. They were all

focused on me —especially the children. They liked the way I sounded.
Whenever I say something, they would say to me, “Say it again; Say it

again.”

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