<<Story related to the poem>>
My thanks, you take me in,
Give me freedom akin to gold.
Government who uphold,
Human rights and untold fairness.
A country that’s classless,
Democracy, frankness and care,
Are best practiced affairs,
Plus racism just dare not grow.
by Christopher Chan.
I didn’t play very well and very long my part as a Communist Youth Party candidate.
<<Facts, pictures, video clips related to the story – Saigon’s face before and after falling into Communist hands>>
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When Saigon fell into Communist hands on 30/4/1975, Mum thrice refused to have our family evacuated, a privilege reserved for high-ranking officers through the American Advisory Group. Dad (a Signal Corps Lieutenant Colonel) battled ’till the last minute at Headquarters in Saigon. As a result he was sent to a series of “re-education camps”, which were in fact labour camps, from the North to the South for ten years.
Soon Saigon’s face was changed dramatically. But wait there’s more!