My parents don’t like to talk about what happened during the Pol Pot regime but in the last few years, they’ve started to share their story. I never thought about it much growing up but as I’m getting older, I am learning to appreciate the sacrifices they made, how brave they were, what they went through to get here, and how this makes me the person I am today.
They were both teenagers during the Pol Pot regime, separated from their families and forced into labour camps for almost four years. Mum tried to escape in the . . .