Mumma, Can You Hear Me?
Mumma, Can You Hear Me? is the warm-hearted autobiography of a Maine woman whose life as a teacher, missionary, and mother, makes for one good story after another. Betty was born into poverty in rural Maine, and spent much of her life in places far removed from luxury--like the years spent in an orphanage while her mother worked diligently to create a home to which Betty and her sisters might return; the series of huts in dirt-path Brazilian villages where she began a family of her own; the RV she called home as she travelled the United States, first to care for an ailing daughter and then to see North America on her own terms.
Betty is a born storyteller, and her craft--honed for years through telling her stories to friends, students, and family members, often so they could laugh and then learn a vital lesson--shines through in this debut literary effort. Her humble Maine roots put the ordinary in her extraordinary life, while her way of embracing the world and loving its many people warms the pages of her story. A woman of great faith, and tremendous courage, her stories show the best in many people even under adverse circumstances. Betty delivered babies in the jungle; taught at-risk students with no backup; fought for one daughter's survival, and late in life, welcomed a second household of children into her care. The details are particular to Betty's life, but her stories of trial and success, error and humility, courage and compassion, are the stories that make up life.
Consider passing on your copy of Mumma, Can You Hear Me? after you have enjoyed its many stories. Who do you know who would like to meet this extraordinary woman? Who might like to receive your copy? By spreading the word, and sharing your book, you can help Betty Williams reach the readers who most need to be touched by her story.
Upcoming Author Talks:
Monday, April 22nd, 7pm: Freeport Library, Freeport, Maine
Wednesday, April 24th, 6:30pm: Prince Memorial Library, Cumberland Center, Maine
Thursday, April 25, 7pm: Dobra Tea, 151 Middle Street, Portland, Maine
All talks are free, and family friendly!
A Closer Look...
...at Mumma, Can You Hear Me?
"We had just dozed off when the child’s father came in and announced that the witch doctor had arrived from another village to perform death rituals, saying the child would die within the hour. We stopped for nothing as we ran up the tangled path to the hut. The orange-gold from the dying embers of their cooking fire sent out an eerie light. Two forms were sitting cross-legged on woven mats, their brown bodies blending in with the dirty rags used as clothing. They rocked to and fro, their shiny black braids bobbing back and forth to the rhythm of their wailings in high falsetto. Their only accompaniment came from a few crickets; frogs contributed the bass with deep ribbets, and now and then an owl hooted in the distance, all contributing to a haunting melody of woe being offered up from this lonely spot in a remote jungle forest.
"The witch doctor’s chanting and dancing stopped as we came through the door. He stood over to one side with an angry scowl on his red and black painted face. A tiny, filthy form lay motionless on the floor in front of him. The dark and menacing eyes of the witch doctor met with the clear blue eyes of Bob. After a short stare-down, the witch doctor nodded and stepped back. Bob gently picked the child up, washed her face with a damp cloth, and declared that only God had power over death—and that wherever there is life, there is hope."
(from page 102)