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Wednesday, November 15, 2006


Remembering the Past...



DS Time - 7:15 AM
Rockin' to the sounds of - 'Beautiful Disaster' by Kelly Clarkson

Early morning ponderings are so wonderful aren't they? No worries it'll be over quickly...I think.

*** [Hey, anyone recognize the significance of the subject title? -hint, hint-] ***

So we just got done discussing the Vietnam war in my American History II class. Now those of you who know me well or that have bothered to ask will know that I am of Vietnamese decent (if you didn't know before, I guess you know now). So this particular discussion sort of hit close to home, always does when the war is discussed in my history classes.

So forgive me but the majority of this post, if not all of it, will be about my feelings towards the Vietnam war. I don't think I'll be all that long. My emotions are a bit fleeting most of the time, but we'll see. I may be wrong.

As a whole, I really don't think much about what happened between the north and the south. I mean it began and ended long before I was even crawling about on this earth and in actuality I've only spent a total of two months in the country since I was born. So why would I think about it at all aside for school-related studying? But when I see images of Buddhist monks setting themselves on fire for their beliefs, and when I see images of US soldiers shooting innocent civilians because they couldn't tell the difference between a villager and a Viet Cong, I can't help but get somber and fatalistic about the whole ordeal.

US involvement interference was unnecessary and ultimately was pointless. In the end, the still south fell into communist rule and thousands of lives were lost. And when I think about how one of those innocent civilians unnecessarily killed because they were thought to be a VC, I can't help but think "What if it had been my mom or dad? Then where would I be right now? What kind of person would I had become if Buddha had put me with another family?"

I don't know. I kept thinking those kinds of things during the lecture and I'll admit I had tears building up in the corners of my eyes at the thoughts and images. But...there's no point wondering those things now. I'm just glad things turned out the way they did. Buddha was looking out for my family then, and for that I'm glad.

...Some events that happened a few years after my family came to America, I'll leave for another time...

I love Ren & Hao.

What about you?

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