Being Vietnamese and Nowhere to Go

Growing up.

Grade 9 get rejected in high school because I am a dirty Dalit of the Dalits. High school is real life. Basically had to marry myself because I needed love. Selfish? Yes, I eat too many ice creams from the box and David does not like it. I drink too many sodas from the case. Too much sugar David says. Very selfishly in love with myself and my demands are great: Tons of coffee and sugar. Quite a bit of Aspartame. David is upset. Been going on like that for years. Looks like it won’t stop.

Grade 13 OAC Graduation/Prom = I am not there

University of Toronto Graduation in Downtown = I am not there

Durham College Graduation in Downtown = I am not there

Centennial College Graduation = Sike! Did not finish yet. Guess probably not there at graduation

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Go back to Vietnam to work and live?

Parents and gut say opportunities here in Canada, Oshawa are too nice to give up.

Where else to go where I am accepted and loved? No where.

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In 2021, Tammy Nguyen loves me. She even makes fun of me.

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Dang it is hard to be Vietnamese.

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White people need black people and in between

Black people need white people.

Vietnamese need … We need everyone but at the end everyone needs Vietnamese as this half century. We did the jobs no one wants after the Vietnam War.

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Hung Cao was taken in by USA and serves for USA. Wow. Just wow.

I am in complete shock. I am born in Canada and this country is multicultural.