Can you see a 9-year-old girl running swiftly across a clearing in the forest, suddenly bowled over by a bolt of lightning? I was that child. Regaining consciousness, I limped shakily back to our camp with a hurt knee and an hysterical fear of electric storms. Before long, acute nervousness developed, and I was taken out of school, sent to live with my aunt and uncle on a farm a day’s journey from home. There I grew stronger, learning a new life with farm creatures for playmates and a kindly Indian woman for a guide.