As Oleander Blooms

As Oleander Blooms

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Doesn't her name in Japanese mean flower? Oleander is also a flower, a poisonous plant that harms like it heals. But it is a plant that once gave hope to people, and gave them the strength to move on, to live on. Oleander bloomed when no signs of possible life were seen, proving one can live in any environment if one is persistent enough. Her mother had told her the story of Oleander, the official plant of the Japanese city of Hiroshima; and now her mother wants her to bloom in the deserts of her homeland, away from her father and her old life. She wants her to bloom in unfamiliar surroundings, with people she barely knows that her mother calls family, and far away from everything she had ever known as home. With a broken-hearted mother, a faraway father and a confused identity, the Oleander has to struggle with more hardships and yet bloom.
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