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This book is the rememberance of a girl named Loung Ung whose father was killed by the Angkar soldiers when Polpot was of power in Cambodia.
If you're studying in Mr. Nghiem's class recently, i'll tell u this is the book that he said to be very famous now in America. I am lucky coz i have it in hand.I dont know. Just think, this is a so so good book that you never ever should miss. This is a part that is so touching that i bursted into tears when i read.
Have a look at it and may you find it interesting and read it then.
" They killed my father"
I see a group of people kneeling around a big hole. There are already many dead people in the hole, their bodies sprawled on top of each other. Their black pajama clothes are soaked with blood, urine, feces, and small white matter. The soldiers stand behind the new group of prisoners, casually smoking a cigarette with one hand, while the other holds onto a big hammer with clumps of hair sticking to its head.
A soldier leads another man to the edge of the hole------my heart howls with agony. “It’s Pa! NO!” The soldier pushes on Pa’s shoulders, making him kneel like the others. Tears stream out of my eyes as I whisper thanks to the gods that the soldier has blindfolded Pa. He is spared from having to see the executions of many others. “ Don’t cry, Pa. I know your are afraid,” I want to tell him. I feel his body tense up, hear his heart race, and see tears flowing out from under the blindfold. Pa fights the urge to scream as he hears the sound of a hammer crack the skull next to him, smashing into it. The body falls on top of the others with a thump. The other fathers around Pa cry and beg for mercy but to no avail. One by one, each man is silenced by the hammer. Pa prays silently for the gods to take care of us. He focuses his mind on us, bringing up our faces one by one. He wants our faces to be the last things he sees as the leaves the earth.
“ Oh Pa, I love you. I will always miss you.” My spirit cries and hovers down over him. My spirit wraps invisible arms around him, making him cry even more. “ Pa, I will always love you. I will never let you go.” The soldier walks up to Pa, but I will not let him go. The soldier cannot hear or see me. He cannot see my eyes burn into his soul. “ Leave my Pa alone!” My eyes dare not blink as the soldier raises the hammer above his head. “Pa”, I whisper, “ I have to let you go know, I cannot be here and live.” Tears wash across my body as I fly away, leaving Pa there by himself.
If you're studying in Mr. Nghiem's class recently, i'll tell u this is the book that he said to be very famous now in America. I am lucky coz i have it in hand.I dont know. Just think, this is a so so good book that you never ever should miss. This is a part that is so touching that i bursted into tears when i read.
Have a look at it and may you find it interesting and read it then.
" They killed my father"
I see a group of people kneeling around a big hole. There are already many dead people in the hole, their bodies sprawled on top of each other. Their black pajama clothes are soaked with blood, urine, feces, and small white matter. The soldiers stand behind the new group of prisoners, casually smoking a cigarette with one hand, while the other holds onto a big hammer with clumps of hair sticking to its head.
A soldier leads another man to the edge of the hole------my heart howls with agony. “It’s Pa! NO!” The soldier pushes on Pa’s shoulders, making him kneel like the others. Tears stream out of my eyes as I whisper thanks to the gods that the soldier has blindfolded Pa. He is spared from having to see the executions of many others. “ Don’t cry, Pa. I know your are afraid,” I want to tell him. I feel his body tense up, hear his heart race, and see tears flowing out from under the blindfold. Pa fights the urge to scream as he hears the sound of a hammer crack the skull next to him, smashing into it. The body falls on top of the others with a thump. The other fathers around Pa cry and beg for mercy but to no avail. One by one, each man is silenced by the hammer. Pa prays silently for the gods to take care of us. He focuses his mind on us, bringing up our faces one by one. He wants our faces to be the last things he sees as the leaves the earth.
“ Oh Pa, I love you. I will always miss you.” My spirit cries and hovers down over him. My spirit wraps invisible arms around him, making him cry even more. “ Pa, I will always love you. I will never let you go.” The soldier walks up to Pa, but I will not let him go. The soldier cannot hear or see me. He cannot see my eyes burn into his soul. “ Leave my Pa alone!” My eyes dare not blink as the soldier raises the hammer above his head. “Pa”, I whisper, “ I have to let you go know, I cannot be here and live.” Tears wash across my body as I fly away, leaving Pa there by himself.
Also books are so expensive in the U.S