My Family In Vietnam
After the Thanksgiving potluck party, my family including my parents, Huy, Kay, Hien, Tien, and me decided to come back to Vietnam for visiting our relatives there.
I knew that this decision was a surprise for everyone. However, I didn’t know that this event has become an unforgettable memory in all of us.
Hung now becomes a successful filmmaker. He made two movies and both of them were getting the positive feedbacks and also reaching the ticket target in the theater. When he saw me back to Vietnam again, he asked me to go to the street-corner saloons that serve food and alcohol with Viet, Khuong, and him like what we did in the past. That reminded me the Snake Village where the first time I drank alcohol and got drunk. That was also the most …show more content…
We talked about many things around us from our daily life to our memory. At that time, we are being straightened to each other. Suddenly, our parents mentioned about our sister Chi and they committed that they have the most responsible for their daughter death. Their daughter had had a difficult time in assimilating with the American culture and in school because she fully rejected any femininity she held in Vietnam and embraced her true masculine identity to its entirely. As a result of that she received both a beat from our father and a teacher intervention. Perhaps, we should sympathize with her, or at least we should listen to her feelings and thoughts, but we didn’t. As they mentioned to her, all the member’s in the family eyes started turning to red. At that time, we didn’t know what else to say, Hung patted they on the shoulder and said, “That’s fine, Thong and Anh. Everything was the past, just let it passes over.” Besides that, I thought about the Little Niece beggar who I saw and gave all of my money to her in the Turtle Fountain. Numerous of questions pumped up in my mind “how is she?”, “is she still a beggar?”, and “is she still alive or not?” She is the one who made we awake and made me aware of my truly feelings and thoughts as well as how I act when facing a pain. Thus, I went to the Turtle Fountain the day after and hoped that I will meet her again and say “thank you” to
I knew that this decision was a surprise for everyone. However, I didn’t know that this event has become an unforgettable memory in all of us.
Hung now becomes a successful filmmaker. He made two movies and both of them were getting the positive feedbacks and also reaching the ticket target in the theater. When he saw me back to Vietnam again, he asked me to go to the street-corner saloons that serve food and alcohol with Viet, Khuong, and him like what we did in the past. That reminded me the Snake Village where the first time I drank alcohol and got drunk. That was also the most …show more content…
We talked about many things around us from our daily life to our memory. At that time, we are being straightened to each other. Suddenly, our parents mentioned about our sister Chi and they committed that they have the most responsible for their daughter death. Their daughter had had a difficult time in assimilating with the American culture and in school because she fully rejected any femininity she held in Vietnam and embraced her true masculine identity to its entirely. As a result of that she received both a beat from our father and a teacher intervention. Perhaps, we should sympathize with her, or at least we should listen to her feelings and thoughts, but we didn’t. As they mentioned to her, all the member’s in the family eyes started turning to red. At that time, we didn’t know what else to say, Hung patted they on the shoulder and said, “That’s fine, Thong and Anh. Everything was the past, just let it passes over.” Besides that, I thought about the Little Niece beggar who I saw and gave all of my money to her in the Turtle Fountain. Numerous of questions pumped up in my mind “how is she?”, “is she still a beggar?”, and “is she still alive or not?” She is the one who made we awake and made me aware of my truly feelings and thoughts as well as how I act when facing a pain. Thus, I went to the Turtle Fountain the day after and hoped that I will meet her again and say “thank you” to