 My name is Mina Lee. My name is Chua and I was born in Laos. People were walking from our town, you know, to try to see if they could make it to get on the plains. It was a massive panic. All our relatives, I remember, evacuated the village. And I remember, you know, once they left, it was just like a ghost town. Today, whenever I watch western movies, I have PTSD over the tumbleweed and doors would swing open, you know, and you would hear a slap, you know, because people don't even bother to latch it. Leaving that town was very devastating for me, too, because we have this dog named O-A. You know, he's this big, giant, Saint Bernard-looking dog that was very loyal, very kind. And he listens, right? If you tell him, stay home and guard the house. He will stay home. And so my mom said, hey, stay home, guard the house. And A just stayed. And never saw A again. Now we move, and I remember that at night, we have to go through the jungle and go through, because you can't go through the daytime. Every family that comes to America as refugees or immigrants have to have a sponsor. So we came to Wisconsin. Two churches had sponsored us. They had come up with the funds to pay for the house until my parents went to work. And everybody had donated used clothes, even bicycles for each of us. And they had even come and established a garden. Cucumbers. I don't care much about carrots, but there's a cucumber on that thing. And beans and peas. There's so much vegetable. We couldn't even eat it all. It was really nice. I think the sponsors did quite a job. And I think my mom told me that, oh, there's 700 people. And we have seven people in our family. The sponsors, when they crossed out one of the zero, put the seven above it. So now they have 707.