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Sambath Meas's Writings

Essay
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Aug.23.2011
BY  SAMBATH MEAS “Teh. Khnhom ott hoab teh. Khnhom ott khlean. Arkoun yeay,” I responded to my childhood friend’s grandmother. The woman stood aghast at the sight of me, an eleven-year-old Khmer girl. I scoured the stored information in my brain to locate the cultural faux pas that I had committed. How could she be offended by my response: “No. I’m not...
Essay
Aug.23.2011
  BY  SAMBATH MEAS “Teh. Khnhom ott hoab teh. Khnhom ott khlean. Arkoun yeay,” I responded to my childhood friend’s grandmother. The woman stood aghast at the sight of me, an eleven-year-old Khmer girl. I scoured the stored information in my brain to locate the cultural faux pas that I had committed. How could she be offended by my response: “No....