Some of the women cried at the sight of her, and I saw men, my father included, with tears in their eyes. It didn't seem possible that only a few hours before I had been standing on her deck. I was no longer excited about the war; I had begun to understand that it meant death and destruction. (2.28)
I'll never forget that first hour of knowing I was blind. I was so frightened that it was hard for me to breathe. It was as if I'd been put inside something that was all dark and I couldn't get out.
I remember that at one point my fear turned to anger. Anger at Timothy for not letting me stay in the water with my mother, and anger at her because I was on the raft. I began hitting him and I remember him saying, "If dat will make you bettah, go 'ead." (4.64-65)
Something happened to me that day on the cay. I'm not quite sure what it was even now, but I had begun to change.
I said to Timothy, "I want to be your friend."
He said softly, "Young bahss, you'ave always been my friend."
I said, "Can you call me Phillip instead of young boss?"
"Phill-eep," he said warmly. (9.27-31)