PERSONAL TESTIMONY UNDERSTANDING FEAR
Ten years old my brother Isaac was 8 both of us on the floor underneath our bedÉThen we heard shots BANG! BANG! Then an explosion, then another! We heard the cries, the screaming of wounded people. The more we heard the more profound the fear that remained in our hearts, then again the loud shots and more explosions. It was 1960 in the country of Cuba. Fidel Castro had gathered his revolutionaries and attacked innocent families that were opposing his communistic regime. We had been told by our parents to take refuge underneath our bedsÉso we obeyed! Fear had entered our hearts and fear was a way of life. In those days my family had very little options to survive, we opposed the communistic government way of life so we were oppressed hastily by CastroÕs men. DadÕs job was confiscated and my mom as well. My brother who was 8 years old and I were kicked out of the school system. The family was now to survive...