The Principal's Daughter

At just ten years old, playing in the lush trees, starting mischief with the boys; Kim loved her family and friends, the sounds of the market, the tastes of the foods, she enjoyed life, and wished it would never change. What she didn't know yet was all that she loved was about to be torn from her prying fists. "Wake up, wake up..." her sister yelled, shaking her. Looking out the window behind their bed, Vi't C?ng marched just a hundred meters from her home just outside Saigon. Pop pop pop p...