Creative Writing #8
June 9, 2010
It never fails that an incident that occurred in our family years ago, involving my grandmother and one of her children’ s father, told and has been many of years. It is sad to say that my family is quite violent or should I say knows how to defend them strongly in any situation. With all the turmoil and fighting that the head of the family has been through it has been taught for the members of the family to be able to defend themselves in any given situation. It all began with our Big Momma which until this day we do not know her name. We just know that she is our great great grandmother and was full blood Cherokee and then to finish what she started came along her daughter Clara, which is my great grandmother and then lastly my grandmother Carrie.
It seems that all the years of their lives they always had to fight and protect themselves from men. In my opinion the way the stories are told it seems as if the men they were involved with were demanding and didn’t like that they were independent females. One major incident that sticks with this family every year with every generation is the story about the loss of one of my uncle’s father. Everyone knows the story to the point in very vivid detail. It’s an incident that is sad, but at the same time had a happy ending.
In 1963 Carrie was pregnant with her fifth child whom would be born to be a boy due date October 16, 1963, by a man named Eyes, which she has never informed of his real name. Her children may know, but the grandchildren and great grand’s have never asked his real name. During her pregnancy she wasn’t very happy due to the child’s father being an alcoholic, aggressive and abusive. He didn’t care how he hurt her during the time of him being under the influence. He fought her as if she wasn’t pregnant and didn’t care about her at all plenty of times. Until one day she got fed up and had to think what she would do in order to save herself,...