Joined In Mar 2024
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I was there as a refugee from April 1979 to Oct 1979. Beautiful island that many would call it temporary home for the first taste of "freedom", I remember as a young boy, every morning we collected our rations, early afternoon we went uphill to study English, then we walked to District C Beach for a swim and dived off the cliff. Went back to our hut and fetched water from the well for mum to take a shower. Night time we would stay up chit chat and dozed off to beautiful Vietnamese music that played on loud speakers all over the island. Thank you Pulau Bidong for the memories. - via