My friend's Iraqi roommate told him that he saw the first dead body at the age of 12, bullet through head and violent death. He could be messed up or broken down mentally like thousands of Iraqi people did but he chose to learn to appreciate life. During one semester's exchange, he left Hong Kong for one week, not telling me where to go. He came back as a refugee Canadian with an Iraq inside. Being far away from that war ridden land, his story is still relevant to me. All the courage we need to carry on lies inside us.
This movie reminds me of a story I heard when I was in college:
The roommate from Iraq calmly told his friend that he was 12 years old when he saw the dead for the first time, with a bullet head and violent death. He might have collapsed on the spot like thousands of Iraqi compatriots, but he still loves life. During the one semester when he came to Hong Kong to exchange, he said that he would be away for a week. A week later, he became a Canadian, yes, a refugee. Although I am far away from the war-torn land, his story still encourages me. Our firm heart has all the courage to fight against the ravages of brutal life!
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