Word: chins
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...many of the colony's more responsible citizens thought the worst was over. Chief Minister Lim moved firmly to break up Communist infiltration of Singapore's Chinese middle schools, responded to a wave of Red-inspired riots by jailing a hot-eyed Communist agitator named Lim Chin Siong...
Armed with a pistol, a fervent young woman named Chin Lan Tse patrols the dikes that protect her village's cotton fields from the waters of the Grand Canal. But - hark! - what is that sinister shadow slinking away near by? As a dedicated Young Communist, Chin Lan Tse knows the answer: it is a skulking saboteur in the employ of the decadent Kuomintang clique. Chin Lan Tse pulls the trigger. "Bang!" and the bullet flies out. "Ah yah!" bellows the fascist running dog of capitalism as he vanishes in the night. Dauntless Chin Lan Tse pursues him, falls into...
With the deadline nearing, Tengku Rahman reported that 122 of the 1,750 remaining rebels had come out of the jungles and surrendered. Encouraged, Rahman extended the amnesty deadline until next April 30, showered 12 million safe-conduct passes into the forests. But he had less success with Chin Peng, 36, Chinese-educated leader of the guerrillas. From his jungle lair across the border in neighboring Thailand, Chin Peng sent word that he would be willing to meet Rahman only to discuss "an end to the war," not a surrender. Snapped the Tengku last week: "Unless and until Chin Peng...
...confident that he can reduce the rebels to impotency and end Malaya's state of emergency before the state's first anniversary next summer, Prime Minister Rahman considered staging a series of "little armistice" talks in individual rebel villages, prepared to ask Thailand for combined operations against Chin Peng...
...opening night of the first-grade play. Up to the theater door came skipping the prettiest little girl in the world-her golden hair in loving braids, her skin like pinks in a bowl of milk, her chin arriving at a charming little point, her eyes as wide and innocent as a china doll's. But the lobby was packed tight with squealing children and shushing mothers. How to get through? The wide eyes narrowed, the pointed chin shot forward, and daddy's darling charged. "Hey!" a five-year-old hollered as he pulled her elbow...