Identify Yourself

My story is one that can be told the world over, time and time again. My mother was native to her country, my father … one of the soldiers. I’m sure this story has been told in many languages of countries invaded by war. Mine happens to be in English this time around. They say I resemble him in certain ways but I have only my mother’s broken English and my stepfather’s animosity to go by. I’m one of the lucky ones. I was able to escape the country by an infatuation that lasted twelve years. My Vietnamese cousins often remind me.


This is writer Atherton Davies’s first story published in 100words.

Photo credit: Kate Farnady

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