Angels

by Anonymous

When I was a little girl around four my brother, around eight, and I were the youngest two in the family. I had two more brothers; nine and ten. We were at my uncle’s place in the country my mama and two older brothers went to the field to cut okra as my younger brother and I stayed behind to play. He was like my baby sitter since I was too young to work he would watch me and play with me while the others worked.

I remember very well the field that my mama and brothers where working in. You would have to go through a sandspur patch that was full on sharp sandspurs to get to the field and as a child I never wore shoes. I still don't if I don't have too. Anyway we were playing with a ball, it was summer and very hot, so as we got thirsty we went to a water faucet that was under a big pecan tree to get a drink. My brother went first and as he had his head cocked to the side to get a drink I stood behind him. I heard something crashing through the branches above so I moved back and I told my brother to move. But he didn't and the tree limb got him right across the head. He just laid there and I am in shock (remember I was only four years old).

I knew I had to get help so I started to run towards the field to get my mama, I knew I would have to cross the sand spur patch to do so. Then something happened! - I was picked up (I think by angels) and carried across the sand spur patch to my mama. I got not one sand spur in my feet, yet in the past if I tried to cross it I would never have made it across without getting a ton of them in my little feet.

I still believe to this day that when I got help for my brother who was so badly hurt, I had angels with me.