What Professor Um means to us

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When war washed over Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos, our families found themselves like driftwood, fleeing sodden and splintered, to countries whose names they couldn’t pronounce, to camps and trailer parks where the closest place to eat was this place called McDonalds, lost not just for words — simply lost, floating like hunched phantasms of who they once were, in lands where no one wants refugees, treated like dirt, gazes bowed to the…

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