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Tribal Health and Wellness News  Circle of Violence: Domestic Violence is Too Pretty a Name for It By Harold A. Monteau Somewhere in Indian country closed fst even before she got to been in the doorway long enough not hit her again and to stay sober. tonight there is a little boy huddled the kitchen, sending her sprawling to see the last two blows to their He would stay sober, for a while. with his little sister in a bedroom facedown into the top of the kitchen mother. They desperately begged He might even take them to the closet hoping against hope that the table, bloodying her nose. Grabbing their daddy to stop hitting mommy movies and ball games. They would man who just came into the house her by the hair, he dragged her to the and leave her alone. He stepped be happy to have their daddy back at three a.m. will just quietly go to stove as she struggled to loosen his toward his children. The twisted and their mom safe, but lurking in bed. They know the odds are against grip. The demand for food forgotten rage in his face made him almost the back of their minds was the was it though. He had picked a fght with now, his rage overcoming his unrecognizable to them. He the rage-twisted face of the monster their mother as soon as he got home hunger, he held her by the throat and screamed at them to get back in bed. that took over their father from time from work. He already had alcohol punched her in the face, showering They ran, knowing that to stand to time. They knew their mother on his breath. Even though their her nightgown and his shirt with red their ground would mean not only a would be on the telephone to their mother had not taken the bait, they splatters from her now profusely beating but perhaps more blows to grandmother when their dad was out heard him rage on until he fnally bleeding nose. He punched her in their mother. of the house. They knew her mother said he couldn’t stand being there the stomach and let her drop to would tell her to stay with him and anymore and stormed out the door. the foor. He screamed, “Look at They heard him take a beer from the that things would eventually change; As usual he made hurtful remarks the f—ng mess you made; you got fridge and open it as he made his her husband (their grandfather) about how she “held it over his blood all over my shirt.” He emptied way out the door. They heard the got older and he hadn’t hit her in head” that she made more money a plastic bowl of its contents of truck start up, and they ran down years. Their grandmother, they than he did just because she had a apples and oranges and put some the hall arriving in the kitchen just knew, would tell their mom to pray. college degree even though he had water in it. He set it in front of as their mother was reviving. They She’d tell their mom that nothing to work 10 times as hard as she. He her spread legs as she sobbed and helped her wash her face with cold was more important than holding said his mother never had a college gasped, trying to catch her breath. wet washcloths and helped her wipe things together “for the children.” degree and she stayed home and “Quit bleeding on the foor, clean it the blood from her legs and arms. The little boy and little girl knew made a good house for them and she up,” he screamed. As she began to They helped her to her feet and that this is what happens in other knew better than to “mouth off” to apply water to her nose and mouth back to her bed. They stayed by her houses because their cousins told their dad, even if he spent their last in a useless attempt to stop the fow praying silently that he would not similar stories, usually when one or dollar at the bar. of blood, he doubled his fst and return soon. the other’s mother was seen to have from a stooped position over her fresh bruises on their face or arms. They heard the pots and pans being delivered two blows to her already In the morning, she painfully made Then it wasn’t talked about again; slammed around and knew what bruising lips and nose. The last her way to the bathroom, emitting until the next time. would come next. He stomped down thing she saw as darkness took over an audible gasp when she looked the hall, slammed open the bedroom were her two little kids screaming in the mirror. She knew she would Article submitted by Dawn Boley, door and screamed, “Get out of bed in the doorway for their daddy to have to call in sick. The little boy B.A., Domestic Violence Advocate you useless b—ch and make me stop. She desperately wanted to stay and girl ate silently, not talking, lest Chehalis Tribe Domestic Violence something to eat!” She complied conscious to protect them but could they awaken the man on the couch. Prevention Program even while complaining that she not. When he woke later, he would be 360-709-1874 had to go to work in the morning. loving and apologetic once again to He hit her behind the head with his The little boy and little girl had their mother. He would promise to * Monteau, H.(2011) July 15(, Circle of Violence: Domestic Violence is Too Pretty a Name for It. Indian Country, Read more: name-for-it Mammogram Clinic Cancer Support November 27, 2012 Group Meeting from 9:00 AM to 3:00 PM at Chehalis Tribal Wellness Center Is set “Tentatively” NOTICE TO CONTRACT HEALTH ELIGIBLE PATIENTS: Please call the Chehalis Tribal clinic to schedule for December 5, 2012 your appointment. You will need to have your yearly Starting at 5:00 PM PLEASE BRING IN YOUR MEDICAL BILLS AND Clinical Breast Exam before you have a mammogram at the CTWC, STATEMENTS. (Labs, x-rays and related services) done. If you have any questions If you have been billed that means they don’t have all your billing If have any questions please contact Christina Hicks at please call Christina Hicks at information. Please don’t assume we have the bill. Please bring them to the CTWC. 360-709-1741. Willie Hunt is here - Thursday’s from 360-709-1741 8:00 AM to 4:30 PM for your women health exams. This applies for pre-authorized services ONLY - no exceptions.    Page 5
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