Why are you removing post that doesn't violate SDF TOS, reported by complete stranger who supports genocide & I'm still waiting on reply on request for help email sent yesterday?
Mom was 26 yrs old & I was 8 yrs old. In front of BC legislature. Wearing my fave red ruffle neck sweater vest, wide leg jeans; Mom let me wear her red lipstick that day. I'm unhappy about my mismatched Frankenstein orthotic boot - ppl used to stare at/make fun of them/me. It took years for me to be able to wear regular, matching boots.
#Expo86 in #VancouverBC
Mom was 29 yrs old, brother Jerry was 8 yrs old. In a cyclo, at the #Singapore exhibition. Our very first family holidays trip, a ferry ride over. We stayed in a motel & had fancy dimsum for first times on this short trip. We had lots of fun at Expo86. The monorail rides were my fave.
#Cholon#Saigon#Vietnam
2nd Auntie & my #Matriarch Grandma, visiting Dad's family home. Last photo taken of them, until late 1980s(Mom returned to visit village home). I take after my Matriarch Grandma a lot.
Dad's family home only exists in photos now.
US bombed it & nothing remains.
1978 - Me, my brothers & cousins at #Bidong Island, #Malaysia#RefugeesCamp before we were transferred to #Galang refugees camp in Indonesia, in early 1979. One cousin, Bill, was born at Indonesian camp & was in my Aunt's belly at time this photo was taken.
If your free #Jewish#birthright to #Israel tour & free holiday in #MiddleEast didn't allow you any access to #Gaza , #WestBank or #Muslim communities & you were totally OK with accepting the govt reasons for blocking access & you've never done your own research on why - beyond what #IDF & Israel govt tells you - you have accepted #indoctrination & OK staying blind while more #Palestinians are murdered, daily.
If your feelings are hurt because of what I'm posting - go cry it out. Then, start thinking harder about why #WarSurvivors like me are taking public stands & sacrificing our own #PTSD issues to talk about how killing mass amounts of innocent civilians is fucking wrong as fuck.
I still remember the 2 refugees camps that my family lived at, after fleeing Vietnam. I only have strong memories of 2nd Indonesian one because our family was only at 1st Malaysian one for a short time before we were moved to the Indonesian refugees camp. I want to go & pay respects to an Uncle who died & is buried there. My cousin, Bill, was born in field hospital at Palang refugee camp.
This #documentary shows almost exact same difficult experiences that my parents had, trying to get sponsorship to come to Canada, when in refugee camp.
Please watch these vids - to get a bit of an idea of what me & my family lived through to get to Canada & to honour the 200,000+ people who died, trying to find freedom & safety.
I hate ALL agents of #genocide & all blood thirsty people - you're not gonna get far with violent #WarSurvivors like me who aren't hellbent on wanting to kill others because we lost many loved ones to senseless war violence.
You're not gonna convince ppl like me that you're not bent on fucking #IdentityPolitics when you barely share anything about innocent ppl suffering but will post fucking essays on why one side is more justified than another for land or other shit when ppl are being murdered.
My family are #WarSurvivors . My parents never knew what no war felt like until we came to Canada as war refugees - they lived through wars for their whole lives til we fled. I was conceived in a bomb shelter. Born while active shelling was happening.
No one really wants to flee only homes they ever knew with only basic supplies. As war survivors, we never wanted revenge. We wanted peace. We wanted safety to live simple daily life. As victims of violent war, we only wanted the violence to end.