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Saving Fish from Drowning - Heal Burma

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AMY TAN<br />

mostly they disappear when I don’t want them to. But now that the<br />

Younger White Brother has come, he can teach them how to dis­<br />

appear properly. It’s time they learned.<br />

Why am I still here? I have no divine powers. No such thing for me.<br />

I think the Great God kept me so I can watch over Loot and Bootie,<br />

and that is what I do, my eyes never leave them.<br />

He also wanted me to live so I could tell this story. If I didn’t tell it,<br />

who would? And then who would know? I’m past the age when most<br />

are gone, so that’s proof, too, of the Great God’s will. He told me to<br />

bear witness of what I know—just the important parts, and not<br />

about the old girls and how pretty they looked. But that’s what I re­<br />

member, too, that and no sounds. Why no sounds?<br />

The important part I am supposed to tell is everything I didn’t see,<br />

what happened after the river took me away. I now know this: Some<br />

they shot as soon as they came ashore. And others, they tied their<br />

hands behind them, poured hot chilies in their eyes, and covered their<br />

heads with plastic bags, then left them in the sun. They pounded<br />

many with rifles and our own threshing tools. To the rest, who wept,<br />

they shouted, Where are your rifles hidden? Who is the leader of the<br />

Karen army? They took one man and cut off both hands and all his<br />

toes. They dangled the babies to make the fathers talk. But we did<br />

not show them the rifles. No one did. How could we? We had no ri­<br />

fles. So a soldier showed a man his rifle and shot him dead. They shot<br />

all the men who were still living. I cannot tell you what they did to<br />

the babies. Those words won’t come out of my throat. As for the<br />

women and girls, even the ones who were only nine or ten, the sol­<br />

diers kept them for two days. They raped them, the old ones, too, it<br />

didn’t matter how young or old, six men to one girl, all night, all day.<br />

The screams never stopped for those two days. The soldiers called<br />

them pigs, they pierced them like pigs, told them they screamed like<br />

pigs and bled like pigs. With those who tried to fight them off, they<br />

cut off their breasts. Some of the girls died <strong>from</strong> bleeding. As for the<br />

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