My family’s identity is represented by my mom’s entry pass to America. My mom’s side of the family came from Cambodia during the Khmer Rouge. She was around 6 at the time and she had 2 younger siblings, a pregnant mother, and a commander dad who risked his life going against such high authority for his family. They landed in multiple different places: Florida, California, and Pennsylvania. As they moved from place to place other family members started to split up until they reached Massachusetts and knew it was the place to be.  I would say my family story is unique in a way because most fled to neighboring countries like Thailand, Vietnam, and the Philippines. My grandpa was part of the military and was a known but no known person. So he was able to talk to one of the U.S. commanders to get him and the rest of the family a flight to the U.S. This connects to other families’ stories because I have friends whose parents went through the exact same thing. Even if it wasn’t the Khmer Rouge, other countries had political issues that put their family in danger and the USA became a safer option. 

– C.J

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