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A Holy Cave: The Perfume Pagoda
Birds sing merrily in the trees that overhang the murky water. The sun beams warmly down on the little rowboat that makes it’s tedious way up the river. The oars creak loudly, but…
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Sweet Sixteen… In Vietnam!
When I was little, I never guessed that my sixteenth birthday would be spent in Vietnam, among some of the friendliest people I’ve ever met. Now, I can’t imagine it any other way!…
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An Artist And A New Name
In the corner of one room, an old man sits cross-legged on his mat, painting. His face is wrinkled, and his stringy gray hair is held back by a traditional hat. Absorbed in…
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Of Vietnam, Zombies, And Mayhem
It’s a morning of mayhem and madness. I lose my hairbrush. Twice. Elisha has trouble holding down his hardboiled egg, and Ezra is grumpy as a result of getting up so early. Mom…
