As a Vietnamese American, I’m sure this day doesn’t mean as much as my parents’ generation, but it’s still something very important to my heritage.
If this never happened, I would probably never have been born or been raised in America.
My mom’s dad was part of the military and if he was still in Vietnam when the Fall happened, he would have been arrested and sent to prison camp to die.
My mom’s family escaped by a small fisherman boat and was picked up by a cargo ship to the Philippines before taken to America.
My dad’s family went through a lot more. My dad was lucky and came to America as a student and later gained citizenship. His sisters and parents didn’t come until the 80s but it was still very hard to sneak out of the country then. His brother escaped by himself. They were gathering young Vietnamese men to be a part of the army and he escaped by pretending he was Chinese because the Viet government was trying to kick out minority groups out of the country and he escaped with them to America. His boat was attacked by Thai pirates and he witnessed several people get killed.
My uncle was part of the air force during the War.
So this War and this Day means a lot to me as a Vietnamese American.
So i had my stats last test today. I studied for about 3 days. I knew all the stuff and I was so prepped for it. I got to campus really early because i heard there was a Walk going on so I prepped to find parking. Ugh had to park in front of Melcher Hall but my test was at Casa. I walked into Casa so ready for it
But then i saw the test….wtf is this. I swore I solved some right, but my answers weren’t showing up in the choices. And it’s never “None of the Above”.
So then I left Casa
F U Stats teacher for making what could be an easy class uber hard and time consuming to the max. So glad I never have to see you again