The day I left Vietnam
KienCuong Nguyen I still remember that day; it was July 4, 1994. My
family including my parents, my three younger sisters, and I were going
to leave Vietnam to come to the United States. We had permission from the
United States government to come over to the United States because my father
used to work for the United States Army during the Vietnam war. I woke
up about eight o'clock in the morning. After breakfast, I dressed up and
walked around to say good-bye to my neighborhood. Some of my neighbors
wished me a good life and a better education, some told me keep in touch
with them. Then I went back to my house. It was full of relatives and friends.
They came to visit us for the last time and some of them would go with
us to the airport. My girlfriend was inside; she was waiting for me.
met her one year ago and we fell in love after six months. When she knew
I would leave, she cried a lot. I took her to the balcony where we had
our privacy. We sat down and then she silently cried on my shoulders. I
knew she loved me very much and did not want to let me go. She looked at
me with tears and asked, "Will you come back?" I do not remember
how many times she asked me this question. And I always replied with the
answer, "Yes, I will." I told her, "After I finish school
in America, I will come back." Then we went out to have lunch at a
restaurant near my house. When we came back, everybody was ready to leave
because my Dad wanted to get there early in case we had...