Thursday, 27 March 2008

Sri Lanka: part 2






AHIMSA: Barefoot University for Peace and Development.


“AHIMSA exists to promote and develop moral, educational, spiritual and mental development and psychological well being among diverse ethnic groups and society at large through conflict transformation.”
-AHIMSA’s website

I had a task to complete in Sri Lanka. Within two months, I would have to settle down in a total unfamiliar country, get used to my new internship, learn as much as I can about Sri Lanka in terms of the conflict. My internship site was at AHIMSA, a Sri Lankan non profit organization (NGO). But it seemed only like yesterday that I was making my thrilling daily journey to work. I can still feel myself being squeezed on an old rusty bus that carried triple its capacity. It makes no difference how you are dressed or how much money you have once you are on a Sri Lankan bus. Around me were housewives, businessmen, workers or even beggars all trying to get hold of the handle as the bus swirled around each corner. I got off this bus, walked through several busy streets with no sidewalks and arrived at AHIMSA sweating and face covered with dust every day.

The first day at the AHIMSA, I was given a welcome pack with all the important information and was welcomed with ice cream during lunchtime. Monica, one of the directors, gave me a mini “orienation” of the job by giving me a brief history of AHIMSA and its current situation. AHIMSA was established as a conflict resolution NGO by Kassapa Diyabedanage, Monica Alfred and Indika Pushkumara in 1999 after the three had worked together in another organization. Kassapa and Indika are both male Sinhalese Budhists and Monica is a Tamil Catholic. Indika is mostly in charge of accounts while Monica and Kassapa runs programs. The term “Ahimsa” is a religious principle of commitment to non-violent actions. AHIMSA has done many peace projects, dialogue groups, training workshops and activities for adults and children throughout the country. It is also in the process of building a resource center for conflict resolution books and videos. The directors’ long-term plan is to develop AHIMSA into a Barefoot University for Peace and Development to motivate and provide individuals and communities with the skills to live in peace.

The AHIMSA office is located in Nugegoda, a suburb of Colombo, the capital of Sri Lanka. It is a nice two-story house hidden behind a big metal gate in a small alley just off a busy junction and a huge bustling market. The house built originally as a family home was rented and converted into an office building. The office is just like a family, as there are only three directors, eight staffs and couple of foreign volunteers and interns. Besides the two directors Kassapa and Indika and the housekeeper Wasantha who are males, the rest of eight staff and volunteers and Monica are women. All except Indika are single and unmarried in their twenties or thirties. We all walked barefoot in the building; eat lunch together using our fingers (that’s the only correct way to eat rice and curry, in case you are wondering) and wait patiently to use the few computers available.

The six main projects AHIMSA is working on are: A level school project, Children’s club and Microcredit for mothers in Merihana, USAID Viewer Circle project, Tsunami Psycho-social workshops, a Resource Center and a newly launched Peer Mediation project for children. I was lucky to get to know a bit of each of the projects except for the A level school project. The school project was a long term initiative managed by Sureka to integrate peace studies into the Advanced level curriculum (also called A levels, is an examination students have to pass in order to get into universities) by having students start projects about peace for their A level projects. The Resource Center is Himali’s effort to collect and organize resources on conflict resolution to make it into a library accessible to everyone. The USAID Viewer Circle is Kassapa’s idea to bring a movie about the war to show to people in villages to change their thinking. The tsunami psycho-social program is a series of workshops over a course of two years to help tsunami victims overcome their trauma. Monica designed and implemented these workshops by herself. I shared a flat for one month with my fifty seven year old flatmate Martha. Martha was asked to come to Sri Lanka for a few months to design the Peer mediation program and give staff training to implement it.

Thanks to AHIMSA’s good ongoing relationship with foreign universities and organizations, AHIMSA always had a good flow of incoming volunteers and interns. Unfortunately, most volunteers and interns lack the skills or language required for the job so there has always been a problem with getting the most out of each person’s ability. AHIMSA even reached a point where they had to have a staff meeting on “Why we should have volunteers and interns”. Luckily for me, after considering the pros and cons, AHIMSA decided that having interns and volunteers is still worth the trouble. Therefore, as part of an agreement between the Ethics Center at Brandeis and AHIMSA, I was sent there to work as a Coexistence Intern. Having no real experience of conflict resolution and only basic information of the conflict from a course I took at Brandeis prior to the internship, I could be considered totally unprepared. I didn’t know what was expected of me and had no plans of what I would do. For me, everything was new and I viewed it as a learning experience. Indeed, I learned a lot. Within my two months with AHIMSA, I learned what it is like to operate on a grass root level as a local NGO, I traveled with them to their workshops, partied with them and tried my best to somewhat be a part of the family. Among the NGOs in Colombo, AHIMSA did a good job of establishing themselves and has a good reputation. They also did a good job of welcoming me.


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Wednesday, 26 March 2008

New Year's resolution






Okay okay, 1/4 of the new year has passed and I'm still making my new year's resolution. But since there's still 9 months to go, it's not too late to be a better person, right?

So here it is:
1. Pass the CFA exam 1
2. Get an H1-B visa (this I have no control of)
3. Keep a clean and neat appartment
4. Answer all friend's emails and phone calls
5. Help my mom with her company
6. Supervise my sister better
7. Lose 5lbs, exercise everyday??
8. Practice 3 new piano songs
9. Read at least 1 book per month
10. Start a blog/diary (already done)
11. Travel to 2 more countries
12. Start volunteering again
13. Be more involved in Brandeis alumni activities
14. Practice programming again
15. Improve my career/job
16. Learn to make $$$ and learn to have interest in making $$$
17. Be happy, independent and respected
18. Love and be loved

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Thơ tình

Đã lâu lắm rồi mình không đọc thơ. Nhìn lại thấy tâm hồn mình càng ngày càng già cỗi và nhạt nhẽo. Nhớ lại ngày xưa thời đi học mình lãng mạn và mơ mộng làm sao. Đã lâu rồi mình không còn cảm giác tim đập thình thịch, rạo rực trong người của những mối tình học trò ngây thơ trong sáng. Cuộc sống bận rộn nhiều lo âu cộng với nhiều sự thất vọng trong tình yêu đã khiến mình thành người thực tế hay cứng ngắc thế này ư? Nhân dịp New Year's resolution của mình co khoản "Love and be loved", từ bây giờ mình quyết tâm giành nhiều thời gian hơn cho tâm hồn lãng mạn và ngông cuồng của mình. Sẽ có những buổi chiều lang thang một mình trong phố hay ngồi bên bờ sông ngắm cảnh. Sẽ có những buổi tối đọc lại thơ Nguyễn Bính, Xuân Diệu, Xuân Quỳnh. Mình sẽ phải tiếp tục theo đuổi ước mơ giúp đỡ người nghèo, học lên cao, đi thăm thú nhiều nước trên thế giới, và quan trọng nhất là được cảm giác yêu hết mình. I will live my life to the fullest once again.

Xin lổi mọi người, lâu nay Mai không viết tiếng Việt nên có gì sai sót xin quí vị bỏ qua :P

Sau đây là 2 bài thơ kỉ niệm của 2 mối tình học sinh của mình và cũng là những năm tháng đẹp nhất của thời học trò. Tuy chỉ là kỉ niệm nhưng cũng sẽ là 2 người rất quan trọng trong cuộc sống của mình. Đọc lại không khỏi mỉm cười vì sự dễ thương của ngày ấy…

Không tên

tác giả: guy lớp 9

Một mình buồn dưới hiên chùa năm ấy

Cũng trời mưa, cũng gió nhẹ lung cây

Anh nhớ em, nhớ lắm chuỗi tháng ngày

Ta cùng nhau ngâm vần thơ êm ái

Họa với mưa, với hoa trang mềm mại

Nhành hoa nào, anh cài tóc ai kia

Chợt thật buồn, anh nhớ phút chia lìa

Trời tạnh mưa, ta mỗi người một hướng

Nói:”về thôi”, nhưng trong long cố gượng

Anh nhìn em, và em cũng lại nhìn anh

Giờ nước Anh muôn trùng xa vời vợi

Nơi quê nhà chỉ anh đợi mà thôi

Lòng anh như thuyền trôi lạc lối

Chỉ biết thương người, mà chẳng biết phải làm sao

Anh mong nhiều và thật nhiều năm sau,

Còn nhớ anh hem quay về nơi ấy

Thắp sáng lên ngọn lửa tình sống dậy

Anh với người làm nốt những vần thơ.


Nhớ tác giả: guy cấp 3


Hờn
Hờn chiều lá đổ lạnh môi hồng
Hờn gió vi vu một cuối Đông
Hờn đóa Trà My tan nát cánh
Hờn cành Phượng Vỹ tả tơi lòng
Hờn bao Hạ đến còn tìm quẫn
Hờn mấy Thu về vẫn ngó mong
Hờn lệ sao còn rơi ướt má
Hờn đôi mắt biếc mãi chờ mong

Giận
Giận người khéo ghẹo mận trêu hồng
Giận Hạ vừa tàn đã nhớ Đông
Giận kẻ tham đào mau đổi dạ
Giận ai luyến cúc sớm thay lòng
Giận trăng lóng lánh nơi hoang vắng
Giận gió lạnh lùng chốn quạnh mong
Giận thói điêu ngoa lời xảo quyệt
Giận rồi mai mốt chẳng thèm mong

Yêu
Yêu em ví tựa đóa hoa hồng
Yêu đến ngày sau dẫu buốt đông
Yêu lúc xinh tươi dù ngả nắng
Yêu thời héo úa chẳng chao lòng
Yêu như gió cuộn tràn sa mạc
Yêu giống mưa cuồng ngập bể mong
Yêu cả đời anh hoài ngóng đợi
Yêu em bất tận vẫn trông mong

Ghét
Ghét ai đã ngắt cánh hoa hồng
Ghét cợt nô đùa giữa chợ Đông
Ghét lối hững hờ khiêu gợi sóng
Ghét phường tán tỉnh thỏa vui lòng
Ghét như vũ bão khuây đồng trống
Ghét tựa phong cuồng quét biển mong
Ghét tạo xây tình cho cháy nóng
Ghét lời biện hộ bảo chờ mong

Nhớ
Nhớ em nhỏ nhắn thắm môi hồng
Nhớ cảnh Xuân sang mới quá Đông
Nhớ mãi buổi đầu chung với thủy
Nhớ chi phút cuối nhỡ thay lòng
Nhớ khi gần gũi nô cùng nức
Nhớ lúc xa rời lặng chớm mong
Nhớ mãi giọt sầu nơi viễn xứ
Nhớ chi em hỡi thoáng chờ mong.

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Nhớ chớ đa tình kẻo lại sa
thân cất bước chốn phồn hoa
Sương rơi buốt giá lòng cô quạnh
Mai nở xuân về chẳng nhớ ta!

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Random things about me







I got these questions from an application on facebook. Thought that they're pretty interesting so want to share with you:

Height: Pssst... Don't you dare ask.
Number of tatoos: 0 (but want 1)
Favorite sport: Badminton
Favorite drink: coffee
Pepsi or coke: Coke
Favorite item that you currently own: digital piano, iPhone
Would you rather be rich or famous: famous
Do you have any unusual talents: Yes, I can sleep a lot. And I've never been drunk before.
What do you want to be when you grow up: I'm already grown up and still don't know what I want to be.
Thoughts when first waking up: 5 more minutes please!
When you were little, you used to: bully my guy friends
What can't you live without: flushable toilet
Are you ticklist: yes, very.
What would you do with a million dollars: help my family, relatives and the poor.
Have you ever moved: a zillion times.
Number of piercings: 4
My weight: don't ask, don't tell
Favorite color: Green
Favorite author: Charles Dickens
McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King, although they treated me really badly when I worked there.
Kisses or hugs: Hugs
Do you gossip: No.
Do you cook: I can make good spring rolls.
Have you been in love: Yes.
Do you believe in love at first sight: every guy I've fallen in love with has been love at first sight.
Are you a good driver: NO
The longest you've gone without sleeping: 2 days
What magazines, newspapers you read: Wall Street Journal, New York Times, The Economist, Glamour, Architectural Digest, Time Out New York, The Justice (a Brandeis newspaper), and some Vietnamese online news

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Sri Lanka: part 1



I went to Sri Lanka in the summer of 2005 to do an internship at a small local NGO for 2 months. After the trip, I wrote a really long essay on my trip. I have always wanted to edit it and share with friends but never had time to. I figured that if I were to share it with you guys, it would be now or never.

So here it is, enjoy!


Note: there are about 9 parts in total. Some are more interesting than others. You don't need to read every parts to understand. The first part is just an introduction of the conflict in Sri Lanka in case you don't know. The information is from 2005 so it might be out of date.

“Sri Lanka: manmade and natural disaster on a beautiful island”

The very first day I arrived in Sri Lanka for my internship, Kassapa, who would be my site supervisor for the summer warned me “The experience you have might be completely different to that of Lisa’s” when he picked me up from the airport in Colombo. Well, I chose Sri Lanka as the destination for my Ethics and Coexistence Fellowship purely from hearing Lisa described what a “wonderful” time she had there, assuming I would have the same wonderful experience. I was bewildered why Kassapa had to give me such early warnings and didn’t really understand what he meant until I started to experience my own version of Sri Lanka. My experience of Sri Lanka was indeed very different from that of Lisa’s. But it was still “wonderful”.

Welcome to Paradise

Welcome to Sri Lanka, the “resplendent island” in the Indian Ocean famous its beautiful beaches and six world heritage sites. Sri Lanka is such a small island that when describing it, people often have to mention “the tiny island next to India”. Little is known to the world that Sri Lanka is also home to a decades-long bloody civil war since 1983. Some consider the civil war as the Tamil’s struggle for equal rights, power and self-government but others think this is just a war against terrorism. The conflict has not ended, yet 65, 000 of people have died as a result and another 1, 116, 000 were displaced. To understand this war, let’s take a look at the history of Sri Lanka. The story started with the two main ethnic groups called Sinhalese and Tamils who have been living in Sri Lanka since the 6th century BC.

The Sinhalese from Northern India arrived in Sri Lanka in the 6th century BC and adopted Buddhism as their main religion. The Tamils originated from a South Indian dynasty that occupied the North of Sri Lanka and created a separate Tamil Kingdom. Their main religion was Hinduism. As is often the case for conflicts, the civil war in Sri Lanka has its root in the colonial times. The colonials introduced Christianity to Sri Lanka, giving birth to a group of Tamil Christians and Sinhalese Christians. Arab merchants who settled on the island formed a minority Muslim group. The island became colony of the Portuguese in the 16th century and the Dutch in the 17th century. It then became a British colony in the 18th century and was named Ceylon. The British united the 74% mostly Buddhist Sinhalese majority with the 18% mostly Hindu Tamil minority. However, to prevent Tamils and Sinhalese from coming together to overthrow the colonial regime, the British rulers had a smart strategy. They favored the Tamil minority, gave them better education opportunities and higher positions in the government. This created great anger among the majority Sinhalese people who felt that they were being treated unfairly.

Soon after independence in 1948, the majority Sinhalese saw their opportunity to claim the power and rights that had been taken away from them under British rule, so they imposed many laws against Tamils. One such law, known as “Sinhala only”, passed in 1956, made Sinhala the official language of Sri Lanka. Many nationalist movements also organized riots against Tamils at the same time. Following passage of this law, the Tamils felt oppressed by the Sinhalese community. In reaction to the unpleasant experience of being treated as second-class citizens all of a sudden, the Tamils fought back. Fighting broke out between the two groups frequently but officially broke out into a civil war in 1983 when the biggest anti-Tamil riots took place. Political unrest led to the formation of numerous political parties from both ethnic groups, many of which became militarized. Nowadays, Parties led by Sinhalese elites, such as the Sri Lanka Freedom Party and the United Nation Party have often been in control of the Sri Lankan government. The extreme nationalist People’s Liberation Front (JVP) and other Buddhist priesthood parties also play an important role in Sri Lankan politics. The Tamil nationalists formed their own parties one of which is the Liberation Tamil Tigers Eelam (LTTE). This political and a military organization now unofficially controls part of the Northeast area. The LTTE has been listed as a terrorist group by the US and many countries due to its history of terrorism and violence.

Many peace talks and treaties have been signed between the government and the LTTE leading to some ceasefire agreements but the peace process still seems fragile with unexpected bombings and attacks from each group. The Northeast area of Sri Lanka is currently under a ceasefire contract negotiated by the Norwegian government. However, formal peace talks between the government and the LTTE were broken off in April 2003 and are yet to be resumed.The economy of Sri Lanka has suffered greatly from this bloody war. Sri Lanka saw a decrease of 40-50% in its GDP. Riots, demonstrations and assassinations are so common that after living here for a while, one becomes immune to those incidents and sadly, sometimes turns indifferent. On November 18th, 2005, Mahinda Rajapakse, former Prime Minister of Sri Lanka was elected the new President to replace President Kumaratunga after she ended her two terms in office. It is said that during the election, Mr Rajapakse has gained support from the JVP and the JHU (a right wing Buddhist monk party) by agreeing that he will abandon peace talks and the Joint Mechanism agreement to share aid with the LTTE. However, after taking office, the new President has expressed that it is his top priority to resolve the bloody civil war and review peace talks with the LTTE. If so, awaits him is the huge task of resolving the bloody civil war. The future of Sri Lanka is still to be determined.

Despite the prolonged war, many foreigners have been to Sri Lanka and fallen in love with the magnificent island. One of them was acclaimed photographer Paula Harris who described Sri Lanka as “fractured paradise.” I was about to be another innocent person to fall for its charm.

(to be continued...)

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Artwork










Monday, 24 March 2008

Updated: My sister





He he.... De phan khang lai loi cua co Chuot Bach la bai van kia duoc viet ep buoc boi mot co be 14 tuoi, hom nay Maika update voi blog entry moi nhat cua co My Le de cho moi nguoi thay la khong nhung 3 nam truoc ma ca bay gio co My Le van yeu qui va than tuong chi minh the nao. Ha ha ha....

Click vao link nay nha'

http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-_J2Dd18ibrYCF4RP9GDKUOBb?p=444


Hehe... spring break được nghỉ 1 tuần, thật là sung sướng! Hôm nay nhất định phải làm 1 blog hoành tráng mới được, mà content thế nào thì nghía sang cái title mà xem, nhểy!

Ơ, chị tớ à?... Meoww.... hôm qua vừa thức viết letter cho bạn mà toàn kể chuyện về quá khứ mà thôi... hic, ngẫm lại.. tớ thấy tớ ác lắm nhé! Sao hồi ý mới tí tuổi đầu mà lúc nào cũng cực kỳ quậy phá, tìm cho bằng được nhật ký của chị để đọc, trêu chọc rồi nghe lén điện thọai (để đến nỗi chị ý phải nói bằng tiếng anh), rồi đến khi có người yêu thì đòi nằng nặc phải đi chơi cùng.... Ôi trời ơi đất hỡi! Con xin thề với Chúa Trời con thà "cô thần quả tú" còn hơn sinh ra để bị quấy rầy bởi đứa em này! hahaha.... Mình biết hắn ta sẽ đọc blog của mình ngay, nhưng thôi kệ.... lâu lắm mới gặp thì khen tí chơi cũng được :p.... Uh thì tại sao hắn ta lại tốt đến mức suốt ngày cho mình đi chơi với mặc dù là chỉ có khỏang 3 tuần về Vn để đi chơi với bf .... huhuhu..... nếu là mình, mình nhất quyết sẽ nhốt tên em ở nhà và đi du hí suốt đến tối !!!! kekeke.....

*sigh...* hôm nay lò dò vào blog hắn, đọc 1 đọan paragraph mà làm nước mắt mình tuôn trào... mình không ngờ hắn ta lại viết tốt về mình như thế... có đôi khi cuộc đời cứ lặng lẽ bước qua mà ta chẳng hề để ý đến những dấu chấm li ti tô điểm cho cuộc đời .... Lúc nào mình cũng nhớ về cô Mai là một bà chị tai quái (hahaha), suốt ngày chê bai mình, cực kỳ straight forward, và chuyên môn hành hung bf =)) .... Thế nhưng những dấu chấm trong ý là bao nhiêu quà từ Mỹ gửi về (Victoria Secret rocks :p), bao nhiêu tâm huyết sửa essays, resume, bao lời khuyên đúng đắn, bao lần đi shopping cùng nhau..... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.... lại khóc nữa rồi! Xấu hổ quá đi mất thôi...

Thôi phải tĩnh lặng tí.... trong lúc này mọi người xem entry trích từ blog cô Mai nhé!!!

PS. Váy chị tớ tặng đấy, đẹp nhỉ! Esprit mà lị



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Friday, 21 March 2008

My sister






As suggested by Tri, I should use this blog to advertise myself to point out the reasons guys should marry me. Therefore, I am going to share with you an essay my sister wrote for her "Tap lam Van" in 9th grade about me. I hope this will persuade you somehow!

You see, my sister and I are very close. We're like bestfriends despite the 7 year age gap. Sometimes I feel like she's even more mature than me. She gives me good advice and always makes me happy. She's also very talented in getting what she wants from me.

Thinking about her today, I went through my emails to read some of the emails she wrote to me throughout the years I went abroad. To my dismay, I realized that the only times she wrote me emails was right before I am about to go back to Vietnam to visit each year. And guess what those emails contain? Shopping list of things I need to buy for her to bring home! Cosmetics, shoes, dresses, iPods, bags, belts, etc. You name it!

As you guys know, I am a very strict and disciplined person who doesn't believe in spoiling kids. However, somehow I always fall under her spell and have never forgotten to buy anything on her list. Oh well, what can I do!

So here's the essay. It has been read in front of all the 9th grade classes in her school that year as an example of "a good essay". And so I became famous among her friends. Ha ha ha....

Chị tôi

Lê Trà My

Mới tuyệt vời làm sao khi nhóc được sinh trưởng trong một gia đình hạnh phúc. Bạn định nghĩa hạnh phúc là thế nào? Là đầy đủ tiền bạc để sống suốt đời ư? Đối với nhóc, niềm hạnh phúc khi có người thân ở bên, và chia sẻ niềm vui nỗi buồn, chỉ đơn giản là thế. Nhóc tự hỏi nếu không có sự tồn tại của người chị yêu quý thì sẽ ra sao? Bởi chị là tấm gương sáng ngời, là thần tượng của đời nhóc và điều đó ảnh hưởng không nhỏ đến một cô bé như nhóc.

Nếu nói về vẻ đẹp thì nhóc thừa nhận chị không phải là MISS VIETNAM, nhưng riêng chỉ với gương mặt thánh thiện bấy nhiêu thôi cũng đủ khiến nhiều anh chàng đổ lên đổ xuống rồi. Đó là chưa kể khi nhìn vào đôi mắt long lanh, điểm quyến rũ nổi bật của chị, dường như ai cũng bị cuốn hút lúc nào không hay. Không những thế chị còn được trời phú ban cho nước da trắng hồng và mịn màng., thể hiện vẻ đẹp đáng yêu của người phụ nữ Việt Nam.

“Người ta hơn nhau ở cái đầu”- một câu nói nổi tiếng của Napoleon mà chị vẫn luôn lấy để chứng minh cho mọi người thấy chiều cao không phải là tất cả. Tuy không thể có được danh hiệu “những cô gái chân dài” nhưng nếu để nói về cuốn “từ điển sống” thì có lẽ ứng cử viên số một là chị nhóc mà thôi (theo lời nhận xét của em gái!). Bạn đừng tưởng tượng ra một con “mọt sách” chính hiệu nhé, bởi chị nhóc rất năng động tham gia các cuộc thi hay những buổi từ thiện giúp đỡ trẻ em nghèo có hòan cảnh đặc biệt. Với chị, được giúp đỡ người khác là niềm hạnh phúc lớn lao mà chị tự mang lại cho mình. Còn riêng về chuyện học tập thì ôi thôi… 1 ngày? 2 ngày? 3 ngày cũng chẳng thể kể hết được số thành tích mà chị đạt được trong mười mấy năm qua. Thế mới biết có một người chị thật hãnh diện và tự hào làm sao. Nhưng điều khiến tôi khâm phục nhất là lý tưởng sống của chị.

“Đừng bao giờ hỏi Tổ quốc đã làm gì cho bạn mà hãy tự hỏi bạn đã làm gì cho Tổ quốc” đây là câu nói của Kennedy, vị tổng thống Hoa Kỳ mà chị tôi thích nhất và vẫn luôn lấy làm lý tưởng cho riêng mình. Bạn biết không? Ngày càng có nhiều học sinh, sinh viên Việt Nam sang nước ngòai học và có tư tưởng định cư nhưng hiển nhiên một người yêu nước như chị nhóc vẫn luôn mang theo mình ước mơ cháy bỏng- được làm việc và cống hiến cho Tổ quốc những tri thức của thế hệ trẻ. Chính con đường chông gai mà chị tự chọn lấy càng chứng tỏ bản lĩnh kiên cường của chị trong cuộc sống.

Vậy thế khi giao tiếp, ứng xử với mọi người thì sao? Có lẽ về khỏan này phải đặt cho chị biệt hiệu là tên “ăn cắp trái tim” siêu hạng mất rồi. Bởi bất cứ ai nói chuyện với chị cũng đều như bị “thôi miên”, phải chăng đó là năng lực tiềm ẩn nào đó ư? Thú thật, nếu nhóc được sinh ra là một anh chàng nào đó thì ắt hẳn con tim nhóc cũng không cánh mà bay mất! Thế này xem ra anh chàng nào được chọn quả là may mắn lắm đây!

Nhóc và chị mỗi người có một tính cách trái ngược nhau, nhưng điều đó chẳng hề giảm sút tình cảm gắn bó giữa hai chĩ em mà thậm chí còn khăng khít hơn. Bạn biết không? Mặc dù nhóc chỉ là một cô bé mười bốn tuổi nhưng được giao một trọn trách rất thú vị- trở thành một chuyên gia tâm lý tình yêu độc quyền cho chị. Ấy thế là nhóc luôn đưa ra những nhận xét, đánh giá về các ứng cử viên đang xếp dài để theo đuổi chị nhóc.

Nhóc yêu chị lắm! Nhóc biết chị cũng luôn yêu thương cô em gái này và sẳn sàng làm mọi thứ để nhóc được vui. Nhóc thầm cảm ơn tạo hóa đã ban cho nhóc một tấm gương sáng, một người chị mẫu mực, một người bạn gắn bó và chị là tất cả những gì tốt đẹp nhất mà nhóc được có!

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Thursday, 20 March 2008

Vietnam, my country






This is an article I wrote 3 years ago about my country. I was young and very idealistic. Nowadays, whenever I get lazy or unmotivated or selfish, I would have to reread what I wrote to remind myself of the dreams I had...

Vietnam, my country.

“Why were we born in Vietnam and not in a rich country like America?” I once asked my mother when I was younger. Although I did not realize it at the time, I would find the answer to this question on my journey of growing up.

I was born in Vietnam, one of the poorest countries in the world, the country of an S shape that has just recovered from centuries of Chinese invasion, decades of French occupation and years of bombardment by Americans. Many of our family’s dinner conversations were of wartime stories my parents told about their childhood. I will never forget one story that my mother told me. She said that when the Americans bombed North Vietnam, each house had an underground shelter. Every time they heard the announcement, “The enemy’s planes will come in five minutes,” from the loudspeakers on the streets, everyone, regardless of what they were doing, would hide in the shelters in hopes of surviving. While children and the elderly were evacuated to the countryside to avoid the bombings, the adults stayed on in Hanoi to continue working. The food in the city was so scarce that my mother once wrote to my grandmother: “When you visit me, could you bring me a piece of meat just the size of a matchbox please?” She also told me how she rode her bike frantically back to Hanoi after each bombing trying to find her parents and make sure they were still alive.

If one were to live in Vietnam and witness the consequences of war thirty years after it has ended, one would understand that war cannot be justified and there is no such thing as a good war. Even when the war ends, its effects persist. Even now, in Vietnam, children are born everyday with birth defects because their parents were infected by Agent Orange. One can see veterans who lost their legs or arms begging on the streets. Numerous mothers who lost their husbands and sons in the war live in loneliness and suffering in their olden days. Poverty, suffering, grief and bitterness are ubiquitous. My mom told me that my grandparents could have immigrated to France during the French occupation if they had wanted to. I asked her disappointedly, “Why didn’t they?” Her answer was simple, “They love Vietnam.”

My parents survived the war; they studied and grew up in the midst of all the bombings and poverty. I was too young to understand that war and the suffering it caused and could not figure out how people could possibly live when they knew they could get killed any time. I asked stupidly, “Why didn’t we just give up to the French or Americans and enjoy the prosperity they bring?” My mom explained, “We are a nation, we don’t want to be separated or colonized, we want freedom and unification.”

My parents raised me hardly making ends meet but they have inspired me to have dreams and ambitions and to reach higher. My father recalled how they saved just enough money each week to take me to a Pho stall on the street and buy me a bowl of Pho noodles while they fed me and watched me eat. Only after I had had enough would he finish the portion remaining in the bowl. My grandfather who babysat me when I was a toddler would write endless lines of “Professor Le Suong Mai” on a piece of scratch paper. It was his dream for me to pursue the education he had to give up. My parents never let me have what I wanted because they wanted me to learn to stand on my own feet as they did.

When I was eight years old, I came across some view books of universities abroad and could not believe how such beautiful places could exist compared to the old broken desks, chairs and blackboards in the classrooms in Vietnam. I asked my mom out of curiosity, “What is the best university in the world?” She said it was Oxford. And I told myself as a joke that I wanted to go to Oxford. Of course, it was just out of the question for any poor Vietnamese at that time to study abroad. My mom just said, “Study hard and all your dreams will come true.” Ten years later, I was holding an acceptance letter from Oxford University, only having to give up the offer in tears because I could not get a scholarship to attend the school.

I did not learn to love my country and become more concerned about social justice, poverty and peace until I went abroad. My first awareness of my Vietnamese identity came from the foreigners’ “WOW” reaction when I said, “I am from Vietnam.” While attending high school in England, I experienced numerous episodes of racial discrimination. I was frustrated to see how some lucky students in rich countries take their education opportunity for granted. If the poor Vietnamese students who were starved of education were given the money and opportunities, they could come to do great things in their lives. Despite this, I came to like Americans and Westerners. My teachers in England told me how they participated in demonstrations against the war when they were young. I have learned that most Americans protested to end the war and understood that American soldiers who served their country in the war did not know that they were sent to kill innocent people. For the first time in my life, I treasure my friendships with many Americans. In addition, I met some Vietnamese abroad (whom we call Viet kieu and look down upon for leaving the country and supporting the Americans during the war) for the first time. Nam, whom I met at Brandeis, took great efforts to help poor children in Vietnam through fundraising activities in Vietnam despite the fact that he has never seen the country. As I have gotten to know the Viet kieus and understand their points of view and their reasons for fleeing the country, I have tried to tolerate our differences and relinquish my prejudice against them. Throughout my three years abroad, I have constantly fought within myself to accept that some of my beliefs and values have changed. I hope I have changed for the better.

My friends and I were the first generation born in peace. We grew up full of ambition and dreams, hungry for knowledge, and enjoyed our country’s freedom for which our parents shed their blood. We try very hard for a better future and many of us have earned scholarships to study abroad. Some have expressed their desire to return home and contribute to Vietnam after graduating from college. However, many refuse to do so. They think that Vietnam is too poor a country to provide them with the opportunity to fully develop their potential. I, however, agree with J. F. Kennedy that we should, “Ask not what your country can do for you but ask what you can do for your country.” What is the use of getting a good education if you cannot contribute to your country? If all talented people go away, who will help our country? I am determined to one day set up a charity to help the poor in Vietnam, to open a university to bring quality education to poor students, and to help reconcile Vietnamese people from the wounds and misunderstanding the war has created.

I have found the answer to my childhood question. I was lucky to be born in Vietnam to see so much more of life, to appreciate life and peace. It is also my goal to help my country escape from poverty and suffering. I dream of strolling down a narrow sidewalk in the afternoon, feeling the earthly smell of beef noodle in the air, seeing the sidewalk café lit by a dim white light, watching the street vendors making a living and seeing innocent schoolgirls in white ao dais…

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I'm starting a blog

Ladies and gentlemen,

I am finally starting a blog. But being a lazy person + a bad writer, this blog is not going to be a personal journal or give you any insights into life (not that I have anything to offer).

This is just my random walk down memory lane and a recollection of some of my past writings/experiences/newspaper articles/old pictures for friends who I haven't been in touch with for so long (maybe 10 years or more) to have a glimpse of what I have been up to all those years (also for the reason that I'm too lazy to keep in touch).

More to come soon....

Suong Mai

Wednesday, 19 March 2008

Ad for finding a husband (suggested by Nhat)






Female, Looking for Love but not too desperate. Applicants with Diamond Rings and Platinum Rings please line up. Emails will be processed 1-by-1 with $1,000 love fee (cash preferred). First 100 applicants will receive a personally used kleenex box (used only once while watching Romantic movies by myself). Apply now. Financing available (no Sub-prime though, Bear Stearns employees need not apply (Sorry Tuan Anh :P )

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will Mai find a husband this year?
Dream on...

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Yes! Please accept my application!

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Of course, who wouldn't want to marry Mai!

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I would love to apply, but have no $ for ring (will make it up 10 years later with high interest?)

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