The Sharecroppers Daughter

By Annie Louise Howard

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 22, 2008
• ISBN: 9781984558770

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Copyright © 2008 by Annie Louise Howard.

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Contents

1. Chapter ONE: Living in the South (I MADE IT).

2. Chapter TWO: Life on the plantations (We Made It).

3. Chapter THREE: Leaving the plantation (We made it).

4. Chapter FOUR: Moving on up (We made it).

5. Chapter FIVE: Back home and alone (I made it).

6. Chapter SIX: Struggling in the City (I made it).

7. Chapter SEVEN: At the kitchen (We have arrived).

8. Chapter EIGHT: Trouble in my way (I made it).

9. Chapter NINE: My job at the lab (I made it).

10. Chapter TEN: My time as come (I am retired)

Inspirational writings.

Dedication

I would like to dictate this book in memories of mother, Cathrine Thurmond and father Fluckus Thurmond. Who are now passed on? I also dictate this book to my children, Camilla, Angela, Denise, Cherie, and Reginald. To my grandchildren, Nicole, Zacchaeus, Anton, Ebony, Jasmine, Demaria, and Aubri. To great-grandchildren and those to come. So that they and others will know that the road was rough, but I made it, and they can too.

Annie Louise Howard

Father Fluckus Thurmond and Mother Cathrine Thurmond

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Introduction

How I made it:

I had to put my trust in the Lord. I realize that God had chosen me for this task. I had to go though the storms and through the rain. It wasn’t easy but I made it. I read my bible every day and prayed to my God. I went though some lonely times, but with God I was able to move on. When you read your bible you will find the strength you need to keep holding on. I talked to my pastor he gave me the scriptures of life to read. I read them over and over until I learned them. Well this pastor is dead and gone now but the scriptures he gave me I call them the recipe of life. They are the 23 Psalms, the 27 Psalms, the 31 Psalms and the 37 Psalms. They helped me to go on even to this day.

I learn to put my trust in Jesus. All my problems I put in his hands and left them there. God was and is always there for me. I tried to hurry God many times, but you can’t hurry God. I just had to wait. You see he is a God you can’t hurry. He will be there don’t worry God is always on time. Prayer is the key and faith unlocks the doors for me. Many times I had to stand alone when friends walked away, but I trusted in God. Now I tell people everywhere I go to trust God for there is no other way. For he came though for me many times I put a song in my heart I sing it to my self when ever I am trouble I hum to myself Lord I started to walk with you now I am going through and I did.

Please keep Jesus as the center of your life, and then you will make it. How I made it I stayed in God’s Word it was Jesus at night, Jesus in the morning, Jesus all day long so I am telling you to encourage your self in the Lord. Speak God’s Word over yourself and move on when there is nothing else left but God that’s all you need. Many nights I cried and cried I wondered why so many tears, but now I know the tears was washing me and cleaning me for a forgiving heart. I forgave all those that caused me pain I even forgave myself. I knew than God had forgiven me too. How I made it, I showed love when there was hate. I gave when no one said thank you. I have a smile on my face and a song in my heart no it was not easy for me but thanks be to our God, bless his wonderful name I made it.

Annie Louise Howard

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Chapter One

My life in the South (I MADE IT.)

My name is Annie Louise Howard I was born December 26, 1943 to Catherine and Fluckus Thurmond in a small town in the Delta. In a town called Tchula, in the state of Mississippi. We were told that Tchula was the name of a beautiful Indian girl. My mom and father lived there on a farm called the Bowls Plantation. My father’s mother lived in a place called cocktown her name was Anna Thurmond; Dad didn’t know his father. My other grandparents lived out in the hills. These were my mother’s parents. My grandmother name was Nancy Lou Willie Mae Walls and my grandfather name was Will Walls. Even though they were in the hills they lived on a plantation too. Their boss was name Mr. Toms. My grandfather was a farmer on that land; he also took care of the cows. Mr. Toms had a lot of cows and bulls and there were many high hills out there where the cows were.

So my grandfather put bells around their necks so he would know where they were. The hills also were full of bobcats; my grandfather who we called Daddy Walls would always take his shotgun with him. He would know when a bobcat was after a cow, because he would hear the bell dinging fast. Daddy Walls would run toward the sound of the bells and shoot at the bobcat. Them old cats didn’t bother them big bulls, they was scare of them. Then Daddy Walls would round them up and herded them back to the barn. Ma Walls (that was what we called my grandmother), would be cooking supper about 6:00 pm. because that is the time Daddy Walls would get home.

They grew everything they ate, they had to because they had no car to get into town all they had was an old mule and you couldn’t ride him to town, But there was a truck called the rolling store, it would come out by the main road at twelve noon. Ma Walls had to be standing out there for the man to stop because if nobody were out there, he would keep on going. Now the road was about three miles from their house, when the truck stop she would tell the man what she wanted.

She would buy stuff like coffee; tea, sugar, flour and some time a stick of peppermint candy. She would give the man the money and hurry on back home. They also had a man called the mail rider he would bring the mail out by the plantation. All the people had a big box outside by the road, and the man would throw the mail in it. Now Ma Walls and Daddy Walls raised about ten children in them hills. When the children got grown they got away from there all but one, Aunt Ever Lou. She stayed out there for a while the others went every which away some to Chicago, some to Waterloo, and one to Memphis. My mother was the oldest daughter; she was married once before to a man named Charlie. Born to them were three boys and one girl. The oldest boy name was Charlie Jr., the girl was named Annie Miller but we call her Bamae. The other two boys were twins; their names were Henry and Hazire.

Then one day, I heard people calling Hazire, Eddie. He must have changed his name even all the family started to call him Eddie. Our grandparents raised these four children; I don’t know why but they did. It could have been because mama was by herself; their father was killed at the church outside under a shade tree. The Church was named Shady Grove Baptist and it was way back up in the hill. It was said someone stabbed him to death and they never said why. If you was black you was just dead as long as you was not killing somebody white. The only big lawman we had was in the next town. Well time went on and my mom married my father. Unto them were born eight children, six girls and two boys. The oldest girl was Earlean;