Saving Fish from Drowning - Heal Burma

SAVING FISH FROM DROWNING
caused by his bringing them to No Name Place: “When Walter is not
coming and no one is knowing why, we are saying to ourselves, No
Name Place is also a very good Christmas surprise. And yes, of
course, we are also hoping already you are bringing the Younger
White Brother so he can meeting his tribe. The Great God is helping
us, miss. I am thinking he is helping you, too.”
The TV Nat was irritated. No one was thanking him. So for a mo­
ment he left No Name Place and flew to New York.
At GNN headquarters there, the anchor walked from his desk to
an area off camera designed to look like a cozy library filled with
books. When my friends turned their attention back to the news on
TV, an interview that had obviously started several minutes earlier
was on.
The anchor was sitting in a boxy armchair. “They’ve been known
to imprison even those foreign journalists who report unfavorably
about them.”
A young man sitting on a sofa said in a British accent: “Right, and
spies are treated even more harshly. You’d be rather lucky to be im­
prisoned for twenty years—and that, my friend, would be after the
torture.”
“Like Belinda, you took a substantial risk getting this footage,
didn’t you?”
He nodded modestly. “But not nearly as big of a risk as those
eleven Americans may be facing. Wouldn’t want to be in their run­
ning shoes.”
Chills ran down the spines of my friends.
The anchor leaned forward. “Do you believe those Americans
have joined the Karen tribe as underground rebels?”
“No,” Heidi whispered. “We haven’t.”
The man pressed his lips together, as if reluctant to answer. “To be
honest, what I really think? Well, I really, really, really hope not.”
My friends felt a vise pressing on their throats.
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