Friday, March 22, 2019
Escape from Vietnam :: Personal Narrative
Escape from Vietnam The other night I had a dream. I dreamed of a boy whom I had known a long clock ago, but since then he had disappeared completely from my life. In my dream, I saw him sitting beside my bed and talking to me. He told me just about the trip that he had taken with his parents, his two older brothers, and his sister when he was seven years old. He told me how his parents had been victimized by a populace who k tender about his parents desperate attempt to flee from Vietnam, so he took utility of them. Wake up, wake up, son. We must leave now. He opened his look and looked outside it was still very dark and rainy. Where are we divergence, Mom? he asked while crawling out of bed sleepily. When they left the house for the geartrain station, it was only four o clock in the morning, and the boy estimation that his family was going to visit their grandparents whom he had not seen for ten years. The next morning, they arrived in Nha Trang, a coastal city in Central Vietnam, where his father told him that they would chip for a while before going to the next destination. They went to live in the house of an acquaintance near the fish market. Every day they would encumbrance inside the house and would go out only when it was absolutely necessary, in particular the kids who now had to learn how to be quiet. They learned how to walk tip-toe and to talk by finger pointing few sounds were made. Every sound was kept to the minimum so the neighbors and the secret police would not be aware that there were new people in town. Around midnight on the fourth day, the boy and his family members arouse again. This time they went with the family of the houses owner to a bus station where they took the bus going northward. The boy was very happy because he was free at break to play as a normal child again. On the way, everybody was interest and hypnotized by the scenery along the road, especially the kids because it was the first time the y had left the cosmopolitan city for the countryside.
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