An Story about Vietnamese Life
Read more“Up From The Paddies”
If it wasn’t for the frantic determination of two men racing through rice paddies with poles hoisted on their shoulders and the iron-will of the pregnant woman in the sling between them, the story of my birth and the life that followed might have both started and ended right there and then. But, thankfully, they ran fast enough for me to begin a journey filled with incredible challenges and unimaginable opportunities.
My journey began in February 1977, two years after the end of the war. A time when people
returning to the tiny villages dreamed of nothing more than a return to the traditional life they
remembered…
