October 7th, 2013, 1:05 am

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251-Long and Hien-Childhood

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daviddoesntgetit October 7th, 2013, 1:05 am

On one trip to Vietnam, we stopped by our stepmom's old hometown and she showed us the path she used to go to school. She said it was about 10 miles and on the way home they would bike slowly and stop a lot as there wasn't any food at home waiting for them anyways, so they'd go at their own pace, playing games on the way. She wanted to try to bike it again while we were there and she got tired before even reaching a mile.

As for our Uncle Lanh there, he did die eventually. I remember meeting him as a kid and how he always told us not to get close to him or share food with him and he always seemed kind of weird as a result. The family says his funeral was the only time our dad ever cried at a funeral. When he died, he left a lot of stuffed animals that he gave to the kids that we distrubted amongst us and the cousins. Everyone always said he was the darling of the family, he was as nice as our mother and everyone would fawn over him for a reason.

I remember the day he died too. Our dad had parked the car in the hospital parking lot and he made me and Bernard stay in the van with an adult. Bernard and I would play games and wonder what was going on as only the adults went. I went through a lot of funerals as a kid, not so much as I got older.

Bikes in Vietnam. Almost all of them have a grate or whatever over the back wheel. I remember seeing mothers sitting in the back and the kids would sit on the seat and the mothers would cushion them in place as they went.

I'm not really sure what those thing in the last couple panels are exactly, I just remember seeing them a lot in Vietnam and how much I really liked them, I'm PRETTY sure they're paddies. There were raised dirt paths in between the squares of water and occassionally I'd see people bike or take their motorcycle on these crazy thin paths but most of the time it was just completely empty.

Every time I go to Vietnam, I wish I grew up there, even if it meant being poor.

I know that's kind've a crass thing to say but we've had family members come visit America from Vietnam and they actually cut their visit early 'cause they thought America was boring as shit, haha. No night life, and I don't mean clubs, I mean when you'd get the family together to go to Saigon and just eat all night. Also maybe then I wouldn't feel so disassociated with our parents, sometimes.

Miriam never gave a fuck about prom and when she refused to go, she had friends say to her, "But what will you tell your kids?" which pissed her off to no end. Our parents didn't give a shit about prom 'cause they didn't grow up with such a thing so Miriam said she'd say what our parents said. "Who cares?"

Anyways, to end, apologies to our mom for most of us being boys, haha. Our mom only ever takes book recommendations from Miriam and our mom's favorite thing to read is stories about mother/daughter relationships while Miriam's favorite is father/son relationships, which made our mom make a face, haha.


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BurstThrough October 7th, 2013, 2:47 am

Wow your father was always a badass haha(Did he beat the thief with his bare hands or using something?).

Your mother is so funny showing a bit of Mirian's sence of humor(taking away gay stuff) but is a bit more soft spoken on expectations.

Your father seems pretty nice too this stuff with your uncle reminded me of an episode of House that a kid that was dying of cancer was getting sicker because she had another different kind cancer.Seems like if there is such a thing as fate it hates some people or wants adamantly to just make them gone always makes me a feel hopeless for a while to think of it.But sad stuff aside this brotherly love is so beautiful it makes me thing maybe he was lucky in some ways that most people never were, would or will
following this line of thought I don't know how to describe the feeling I get.


daviddoesntgetit October 7th, 2013, 6:44 pm

@BurstThrough: Nah, he'd carry the kitchen knife around and make threats.

I don't remember writing our mom making a joke anywhere, what are you talking about exactly?

Yeah, our dad's a pretty interesting guy. I wish I could say more but anything else would be spoilers for upcoming comics, haha.

I see a parallel between our dad and Bernard here so for me the genes that got passed on were from our grandpa, to our dad, to Bernard and then Connor. The two of them disagree though, haha.


BurstThrough October 7th, 2013, 8:51 pm

I didn't mean humor as what she finds funny but as the silly and wimsically funny behaviour that they seem to have in common.

You also seem to have it as in when you visited Connor when he was living without any other sublings and was going through a hard time.Now it may be your time to disgree haha.


yaoi4evandnevayuri October 10th, 2013, 11:22 am

This was really an emotional read for me. So sad, did the school shut down or get sued for that? I find that disgusting of what they did. I hope he rests in peace.


daviddoesntgetit October 10th, 2013, 8:40 pm

@BurstThrough: Oh I see, now that you've put it that way, I can see the similarities. Our mom and Miriam still seem so different though, haha.

I thought I should emphasize something. Even though it seems like I get frustrated, I grew up having language barriers with a lot of family members so I'm mostly just mad at myself for not figuring things out.

@yaoi4evandnevayuri: Haha, I'm sorry but I laughed a little when I read this. Vietnam's a third world country or, if you ask the right person, second world. Not only is it third world, there's a lot of corruption, anyone in power can be bribed. When we're visiting and going through passport checks, our dad always slips a 20 in each of our passports to get through it faster. Also, I'm not really sure how the legal system in Vietnam works.

Even if shit wasn't corrupt, no way in hell could any of our families afford a lawyer.

In any case, I know red tape is a pain in the ass in government regulations, but seeing all these lazy nurses and doctors in Vietnam, 'cause almost every visit someone has had to go to the hospital, I'm pretty thankful. I couldn't believe it when they told me, one needle they just stuck in every kid? Jesus.

But thanks for the nice comment.