I so wanted to talk to them about the war while we were playing the game. I wanted to explain certain things, but I felt that if they knew about my background, they would no longer allow me to be a child. They would see me as an adult, and I was worried that they would fear me. My silence allowed me to experience things, to participate in my childhood, to do things I hadn’t been able to do as a child. It was only years later that they learned why I had won the game. But I wish I had been able to tell them early on, because I wanted them to understand how lucky they were to have a mother, a
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