Narrative
I am writing this narrative from a home the size of the bathroom in some people's homes. In the space of twelve square meters, my family and I live. We used to have a farm, a larger house, and stable jobs in Vietnam but three years ago we sacrificed all of that to live in the United States. But I am happy.
Many people might wonder why 30-year-old man would choose to undertake such a major change in his life or endure the hardship. After all, I left my community and homeland for a place in which I did not know the language. I still have trouble with English, because I am studying math and physics and therefore my English skills are suffering.
For my wife and I the situation was clear. We wanted to live in a free society, which is one in which human rights are a reality. I also wanted my children to be able to have the opportunity to pursue whichever path in life they wish. But I did not want them to have to make the journey that I did.
My role models are my parents and my nine siblings, all of whom who are ten years older than I am. My parents and my siblings demonstrated an amazing amount of courage. For example, my father was a soldier fighting on the side of South Vietnam during the American...
When the Communists won, they punished those who fought on the side of the Americans. First, they put my father in prison and then the took away our farm and home like the government did to many other people in the south of Vietnam.
We were also denied access to social services including education. As a result, I was raised in an atmosphere of poverty, in which my parents struggled every day. We had little food and clothing and my parents worked very hard. With my seven brothers and two sisters, we survived until my father decided to escape with some of my older brothers and sisters 22 years ago. They first went to the Philippines Refugee Camp, and then to the United States.
Thankfully, my parents were able to find an education at the University of California and now my parents are working for major international corporations located in the San Francisco Bay area. They set an example for me and my siblings. Twenty years ago, my siblings studied at the University of California in San Jose, which is where I want to study now.
My wife, my two children, and I, we live in a small space,. We pay a lot of bills, and we have little free time but we are all happy. For us, the American Dream is a reality because of my parents and the example that they set for me. I have seen personally how education has opened doors for my siblings also. This is why I also decided to leave Vietnam when I was 30, because at first I remained with my other relatives…
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