Chinita
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One of the lives I remember most fondly besides my life in Argentina was my life in Thailand. I'm half-Thai in this life and I'm very attached to my heritage, and when I was in maybe 5th grade I returned to the ruins of Sukhothai, the city where I later found out I lived in. I'm pretty sure my nickname was "Nok," which means bird in our language (though it might have been different, because our language has changed since the Sukhothai period. I had older sisters, and we were all dancers, but I was made fun of because I was clumsier than they were. I led a very happy, peaceful life with my husband, who was a solider. We lived in a relatively nice house for the time, nothing like nobility but we weren't poor either. I remember there were plumeria trees in bloom a lot of the time. I don't think we ever had children, though. It kind of ended when we went to war with the Burmese and he was killed in battle, and I'm not sure of what happened to me, but I remember feeling alone. I don't think I lived much longer afterwards, which wouldn't be surprising since many back then didn't live long.
Thought I may as well share.
~Chinita
Thought I may as well share.
~Chinita