I sat looking at my hands and the place where my new
thumbs could have been. I am confined to a life that is thumbless. Though
the American did his best, he could not bring back what the war took
from me. I will never be able to again perform surgery and eat with
chopsticks. I wish to thank him for trying, but I can't see him, I
would only partition him to try again. In Dinh's perspective this
experience could have been interpreted as a loss when Dinh had so
adamantly suggested earlier that he is always victorious. This changes
the them for me because it shows that life doesn’t always yield the
results we desire no matter how much we want it to. That life will run
its course, and hopefully for Dinh it runs in circles that he may have
another chance to receive new thumbs. Even the narrator didn't receive
the successful surgery he had also hoped for, but both were working
towards the same goal of obtaining new thumbs for Dinh, and not the war
that had placed them on opposing sides.
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