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Soon after, she was appointed a flying instructor at China's large flying school, the Shanghai Municipal Air School. But the Japanese invasion put an end to Miss Lee's flying career in China, for all planes were requisitioned for fighting, and all women mobilized as nurses to care for the wounded, the refugees and the orphans.

Miss Lee offered her services immediately in Shanghai where terrific bombardments and shelling left thousands wounded and homeless. "I shall never forget those days," she says, "standing at the window and watching those bombs come out of the sky, and crash. Then we would all rush to pick up the wounded and bring them to the hospital. I stayed until the city fell, and then fled with my family on a refugee boat to Hongkong."

Today, she is in America, carrying on her work for the refugees and wounded of China, as a member of the Chinese Participating Committee of United China Relief. She loves America - especially its food. "I like the salads," she confesses, "and your desserts are something special; - the only trouble is your food is making me grow out of my clothes." And she adds a bit wistfully, "It would be nice to send some of America's abundance to my people. They would be happy with the tiniest fraction of it."

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