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09 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand Families and children were a large percentage of the refugees. The children were frequently smiling and really appreciated a simple smile. The game the boys in the lower left were one of the ways children passed the time. In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYW_SBrAYZ/?utm_medium=tumblr

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08 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand Views of the camp and homes. Notice all the ducks in the photo in the lower right. One rainy day a stream of water flowed through the bamboo hut classroom I was using. As I was teaching some ducks actually floated through the “classroom.” In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYWNKcrott/?utm_medium=tumblr

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07 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand Some of the refugee-run “stores” and food stalls, as well as homes. In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYVtpLLChK/?utm_medium=tumblr

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06 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand Some of the wonderful refugees in the camp. In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYVNR6LIwz/?utm_medium=tumblr

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04 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYT9rbryY-/?utm_medium=tumblr

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02 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYTieKL2QX/?utm_medium=tumblr

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01 - Memories - Laotian Refugee Camp in 1980 - Ubon Ratchathani, Isan, Thailand In 1980 I embarked on my second trip to Southeast Asia while a student. My job was to hold Survival English and English as a Second Language classes in a refugee camp. I also taught refugees who knew a little English how to pass that knowledge on. The camp was divided into individual villages that seemed to be arranged by class. The poor farmers or fishermen had the most rundown part of the camp and escaped businessmen or government officials got the better areas. Each village arranged a classroom for us and we would travel from place to place providing language instruction as nearly all people in the camp would be going on to resettle in an English speaking country. All in all I had a rewarding time working with such wonderful people. What strikes me most looking back, was how happy everyone seemed to be despite there dire situation. As you can see this was particularly true of the children. I often wonder where they are now. I hope they found a better life and lasting happiness. I hope they were welcomed in the communities where they resettled. If anyone from that camp happens to read this I want to thank them for their hospitality and kindness all those years ago. In my biography is a link to a wonderful 1980 report in the Washington Post about Laotian Refugees. #UbonRatchathani #UbonRatchathaniRefugeeCamp #LaotianRefugees #RefugeesFromLaos #1980 #RefugeeCampVolunteer #Isan #Thailand (at Ubon Ratchathani, Thailand) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYTcuGrL2N/?utm_medium=tumblr