Dark Red shadows poem

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(Vietnamese-luc-bat-style poem)

<<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.

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by Christopher Chan.

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The search for an interpreter

Being an interpreter in a refugee camp, I did my job and never intended to hurt anyone.

Being an interpreter in a refugee camp, I did my job and never intended to hurt anyone.

<<Facts, pictures, videos about this post – refugee camp and interpreters working with Western Delegations>>

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The Communists relax patrolling during monsoon as the sea’s rough, but there’s a two-week window in November when the sea’s calm so we set sail then. It was 1983.

On day two, we’re adrift for half a day due to mechanical failure. But wait there’s more!