“Picking Up the Pieces”

My mother used to make me go pick a switch off a tree.  It had to be a big one too.  She would whip me so bad that it would break up into little pieces.  When she was done I had to pick up the leaves and the broken pieces.  I couldn’t cry or she would do it again.

Andy M.

Norfolk, VA

“Picking Up the Pieces”

My mother used to make me go pick a switch off a tree. It had to be a big one too. She would whip me so bad that it would break up into little pieces. When she was done I had to pick up the leaves and the broken pieces. I couldn’t cry or she would do it again.

Andy M.

Norfolk, VA