To: Daeng and Boy

. . . I want to go home . . . I won't mess with you guys again. I'll forget about the living conditions here. I give you my word as an honest poor person, I won't cause trouble for you. At least many people love me. Have mercy on the poor people who are working, exchanging their efforts for their destitute families in Thailand.

Respectfully

Khaek
(no date)

. . . I want to visit you but can't because they won't let us go anywhere. Once a week they'll take us to buy groceries on Fridays at about 7:30 to 8:00 p.m. It is a very rushed trip there and back. I want to call but can't because they seized all documentation, including the business card that Mr. Chon gave me. That's how bad it is. They won't even let us out for a walk in front of the house.

Kijja Pimolsing
January 13, 1992 (1/13/92)

. . . I really miss Thailand. If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't have decided to come here . . . Samli, please tell me what to do. Sometimes I really think about running away from here but I don't have any documents.

Kijja Pimolsing
December 10, 1992 (12/10/92)

To My Poor Friend Nit,

. . . I went to your house and found out that your dad is very ill. The doctor says he won't live more than three months . . . He asked if you are going to come back to see him. I told him I didn't know. Nit, your dad deliriously speaks of you often. He says he wants to see your face one last time and wants to know if you will let him. Nit, all your brothers and sisters are here now. You're the only one left. Nit, are you going to come see your dad or not?

Lai
March 11, 1993 (3/11/93)