: It was a path that led us, via much upheaval, including two nighttime flights on military transport planes, to a resettlement camp at a U.S. Marine base outside San Diego, according to Globe and Mail. There, lying in a massive tent, on cots placed directly onto a dirt floor, we shivered at night, bundled in military blankets and jackets over our thin tropical clothes. Reuters Video Video: Swimming to safety after migrant boat capsized I was 11 when my parents decided that we would become refugees. During the days, me still in Vietnamese sandals, we fretted about the health of my infant sister. My memories of the inclement California weather were confirmed recently when I spoke with Joyce Cavanaugh-Wood, a Canadian immigration officer who had arrived at the camp at about the same time my family did. And so when Canada offered us a place to settle, my parents leaped at the opportunity.
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