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On the way to an ambush |
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The following is the first chapter from On the way to an ambush. THIRTY BOY SOLDIERS from the Karen National Liberation Army shuffle off the General Secretary's bamboo verandah, down the stairs and into the night of Manerplaw, some to barracks and others home to their parents. As they leave, a slight young Karen woman in over-sized battle fatigues uncrosses her legs, leans back onto her left hand and, with barely a sigh, pushes herself up from the floor. She dawdles forward to the television, still stiff from sitting but with the assurance of petty responsibility, and jabs the buttons of the video machine to rewind a Rambo movie. Perhaps she is the General Secretary's daughter, or his batman, I don't know. I want to talk to her, but she's fixed on the appliance. I turn toward the General Secretary, at whose invitation I'm sitting here, but before I say a word, he pitches a question straight at me. "Do you know Colonel Travis?" He must have held onto this through the entire movie. I have no idea who Colonel Travis is, and can't think why I should. Even so, I go sheepish, like I'm holding back. It's so soon after the movie. The General Secretary is very important to me. On his nod, I'll get to go where I want. I'm eager to please, but can't think what to say. "With us, with us," he half shouts. "From your country. SAS." more ... |
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© Bruce Connew 2004 |
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