Being Clem

Being Clem — page 3
was shouting like she was broken in two By the time I hopped from my bed and made it to the front room where all the screaming was coming from my sisters were already there plus two men I’d never seen before dressed just alike holding their hats in their hands They looked like the picture of my daddy my momma kept in a frame hanging over our kitchen table Soldiers They were holding up my momma by her arms A piece of crumpled-up paper was lying on the floor in front of her Her head was rolling from side to side Clarisse my oldest sister put her hand out to stop me Go on back to bed Clem she said staring at Momma But even she didn’t sound like her usual mean self So I stood there behind her watching our momma It looked like her legs stopped working the way the soldiers had to hold her up Get her some water son one of them said to me But I was too afraid to move I heard the water running in the faucet behind me and it was my other sister Annette filling up a glass She brought it to the soldier and he tried to get my momma to drink Annette stood on the other side of me close Momma stopped screaming but her head was still roll ing from side to side Clarisse stepped away from me toward the soldiers We never had white folks in our house before 2