There was a ‘shame chair’ in the house that I would share with other Vietnamese refugee girls. Blueberry was tied to the chair for hours…
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I never told my friends out of shame that two men had cowardly tricked me and I narrowly escaped ‘the shame chair’ in the house I shared with other Vietnamese refugee girls. To the girls in the house, they still believed that I harboured a secret of what happended that night. But wait there’s more!
My childhood memories in Saigon come alive whenever the Seasons in the Sun song is sung.
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“We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time.” Every time I heard the “Seasons in the Sun” song, my mind is flooded with memories of my childhood before the Fall of Saigon. But wait there’s more!
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Goodbye to you, my trusted friend!
Together we climbed hills and trees,
We watched the stars, we felt the breeze,
Remember those songs we both penned? But wait there’s more!