"I tell everybody I love them": Chan is free and has come home

After eighteen years in prison, a son of Southeast Asian refugees has reunited with family. Plus, a member of Huang's district in Taichung responds & kids' books on Native American heritage.

Dear all,

Hello! Michelle here. Yesterday a flying squirrel—think an orange, furry bat—flew into a pipe in our house, rattled around, and gnawed until it created a large hole. Albert tried to shoo it away; it escaped to a perch on the pipe and definitely glared at him. Then it outstretched its wings and flew away. I found this all very exciting.

The backside of the Taiwan Giant Flying Squirrel. They normally sleep in tree hollows and forage at night. We wish we had gotten a shot of the squirrel in flight.

In other news, I’m starting to feel a bit more settled in Taiwan. Our two-year-old started daycare, and she no longer wails when we drop her off. Albert has done an excellent job setting up her room (though he thinks that I don’t notice). I also started volunteering at a Vietnamese migrant workers’ shelter in Taoyuan, which is run by a Catholic diocese. (Thank you, Hong Tran, for telling me about it!)

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