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Saving Fish from Drowning - Heal Burma

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AMY TAN<br />

knots.” Black Spot explained that the tribe’s desire was simply to<br />

find a scrap of land where they could plant their crops, preserve their<br />

stories, live in harmony, and wait for the Younger White Brother to<br />

find them once again.<br />

At the end of the summer, the Thai government decided that not<br />

all the Karen people in the many refugee camps were refugees. Those<br />

who had not fled <strong>from</strong> persecution faced no danger and had to go<br />

back to <strong>Burma</strong>. As far as authorities could tell, fifteen hundred fell<br />

into this category, including the Lord’s Army, who not only had not<br />

been persecuted but had been given star treatment. They were taken<br />

to the other side of the border, where a military welcome party was<br />

waiting for them. Some feared the regime would retaliate against<br />

these runaways, but they need not have worried. Thus far, none of<br />

the people deported has been heard to complain, not a single one. In<br />

fact, they have not been heard <strong>from</strong> at all.<br />

While being transported, a terse military report later stated, the<br />

hill-tribe insurgents, once known as the Lord’s Army, escaped and<br />

then drowned when they foolishly jumped into a swollen river.<br />

My American friends were devastated when the news reached<br />

them, months after the incident. They had not seen one another since<br />

their return home, and they called for a reunion. There were hugs and<br />

tears all around. What had happened to Black Spot, Grease, Salt, and<br />

<strong>Fish</strong>bones? Where were the cheroot-smoking twins Loot and Bootie<br />

and their loony old grandmother? Did they really drown, or had they<br />

been shot in the water? Were they alive but now porters, pipeline<br />

workers, or land-mine sweepers? Were they in the jungle right this<br />

minute, hiding quietly as soldiers walked by, hunting for goats?<br />

With the Mind of Others, I could see where they were. There is a<br />

place in the jungle called Somewhere Else, a split that divides Life<br />

<strong>from</strong> Death, and it is darker and deeper than the other ravine. They<br />

lie on their mats, all in a row, and they stare at the tree canopy that<br />

hides the sky.<br />

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