Thank you, Saint Jude, for you favors. I went to study in the Monterrey University. I found an apartment. I had been living there for four months, when one day I was going out of the bathroom and saw the landlady’s son in my room. I was surprised and asked what he wanted and how did he get into my room. He told me he wanted to have sex with me. “Are you crazy?” I asked. Then he grabbed me and tried to throw me on the bed. He didn’t count that I’m doing karate. So I hit him so hard, so that he wouldn’t think to talk with me again.

Laura Garza, 1964