“This one is me. I was a first year student. I remember. We went to a photo studio in Rangoon. This man was an engineer. This man became a Parliament Member. This man studied Medicine 1. This man was an engineer. I studied law. I don’t remember this man. This man was a BSc in Botany. This man was a Bachelor in the Arts. Another engineer. Law. This is an engineer. This man was like me. He was also fond of singing. We competed against each other. This man was a BSc in Mathematics. Botany. A doctor. Another doctor. A lawyer. A teacher. This man here got top marks in 1967. He was one year senior from me. When he passed matriculation, he was top of the class. When there was a function for Independence Day, they gave him a gold medal.”

Zaw Min, Rohingya elder (2022)

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