Larger Than the Sea
Look, Seo-Yun said, and went to the girl. This is why you must run.
I wanted to fight. I told Seo-Yun that the Japanese were only men, but she didn’t want to hear that. She wanted me to run away, like so many others, into the mountains and wait until the soldiers passed through our village.
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Often we only talk about what the immigrant gains, or what they “take.” We don’t consider what they have left behind.
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