You should have heard by now from the news and at twitter about what happened in my country…
Talking right now to a friend who was there yesterday, thankfully uninjured but his friend had to have 20 stitches to his head. He’s in Taksim still. Ugh, spread the word.
Every now and then someone will ask me for advice on making it as a professional indie game developer. First, it’s a huge honor to be asked that. So I want to say “Thank you!” Second… damn, if I really want to help out it’s a serious endeavor. Of course, I could always say …
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Mr. Hyunh’s story
“Many years ago i lived in another country, far away. I was a young man with a family, a beautiful baby girl. I call her Mai. I was the luckiest man in the world. At night I used to dream about our future together, to watch Mai grow up and go to school. To see her be happy. But there was trouble in my country. There was a war in the north, and every day the fighting was coming closer and closer. I knew that this would not be a good place for my child to grow up. I could not keep her safe, maybe not even have enough food for her to eat. So I decided we must try to get out. We must try to find a better life. Everyone was trying to get out. Everywhere there was confusion. Somehow, I got through. The only way out of the city was by helicopter. There were too many people. I begged the soliders, Please! Please take us! Help us find a new life! But he could not. He said there was only room for one of us. Then, I had to make the most difficult decision of my life. I knew I had to do the best thing for Mai. I knew that if I gave Mai to the soldiers, they would take care of her. They would find a home for her. And then as soon as I could, I would get out of the country and find her again. As the helicopter left, the soldier called out the name of a city. This city. He said he would bring her here. It took me twenty years until I could finally get out of the country. That’s why I came to this city. I believe she is here somewhere but I have not been able to find her. Sometimes it is so difficult that I almost give up hope. But I never stop thinking about her. I will never stop trying. I would do anything to see her again. To know that she is happy.”