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I was born in a faraway country called Vietnam. It’s a crazy place – strange food, snakes in bottles, ﬁ ve people squashed onto the back of one little motorbike! Little Refugee TXT SI.indd 3 22/07/11 8:49 AM.
I didn’t know there was a war going on. Outside our house, in the jungles and in the villages of Vietnam, many people were dying. Lots of them were soldiers, but some were mothers and fathers, and some were even children. Little Refugee TXT SI.indd 6 20/07/11 9:19 AM.
My father and many of my uncles were in the war ﬁ ghting alongside the Australian and American soldiers. After the war ended their lives were in great danger because they were on the losing side. My family decided to escape to another country. From now on we would be refugees.