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Dang Thuy Tram’s DairiesI miss you, miss all those warm days at the small house which had the dark, round eyes of little Kim. Do you think we will see each other again? Your bag is still here: it hurts me very much every time I see it. August 4, 1968. Every hour of every busy day is still difficult, but I don t know why I am happy still. Is it because of the smiling but still sad lips of the young student which make me forget my personal thoughts? Is it the song of his heart still beating in spite of the mourning heavy in his thoughts? Is it the voice which reminds me to learn the miracle of a happy spirit? Yes, I will learn and never stop keeping the happy spirit of revolution that all you have taught me with the example of your comrades solid struggle. And I am happy: songs come again after tired, laborious work. I am so happy when I see so many eyes looking at me and understanding me, loving and admiring me: the eyes of the students waiting for me to bring them to a higher understanding, the eyes of patients waiting for me to come to them& that is enough, Thuy ...» |
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