The Summer trip
“Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.” I left Vietnam in 2013 and went back in the summer of 2016. The feeling of reuniting with my relatives, friend, and family after three years of separation combining with numerous incredible moments and memories is the ingredient that made that trip amazing.Besides, I got a chance to have a trip to Malaysia and Singapore, where the people speak different languages and have different cultures from Vietnam and the U.S. To be honest, The 2016 summer vacation was one of the best experience I ever had in my life The summer trip in Vietnam brought back an countless amount of old memories for me. After My sister finished her spring quarter at De Anza college in June 2016,
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Some of my friends were shorter than me in 2013 but now is around my height. My grandparent was weaker than before. The city became more energetic, and vacant lands were replaced by tall buildings. Even though I missed the “ good old day,” I preferred life to change to bring a fresh but also unconventional wave to me. From the time in Vietnam, I learned that life would not stay the same, so it is a mandatory factor for an individual to grow up and adapt to it. The journey to Singapore and Malaysia was also a component caused this trip memorable, and there were plenty of reasons for it. We flew to Kuala Lumpur from Ho Chi Minh city and crossed the border to Singapore a few days later. As you know, college students always search for the most inexpensive way to travel because of their financial problem. Therefore, we decided to walk from the city center to our hotel, which is about 3 miles away, after arriving at the airport. Carrying a 25 lbs luggage and walking in a strange city on a hot day with sweat flowing on the face was a terrible idea. My strength was drained entirely away after flying for three hours plus an extra two hours of walking. However, Malaysia did not
I'm a cautious person. Before this summer I had never stepped outside of my comfort zone. The longest I had been away from my family was for a week in the fifth grade when my entire class went to camp, and even then I was surrounded by familiar faces and friends. That is why when I was awarded the honor to attend the American Legion Auxiliary Girls' State camp, I was wary of experiencing such a big change. After being dropped off at the MSU dorms on the first day I was left with a HUGE feeling of angst and dread.
The event that I have chosen is the Freedom Rides, which started May 4, 1961 and ended December 10, 1961. The Freedom Rides were inspired by the Greensboro Sit-ins, and started with 13 African American and Caucasian protestors riding buses into the segregated south to challenge the lack of enforcement to the Supreme Court ruling that segregated buses were unconstitutional. While the activists were peaceful the local law enforcement and people against their message were not. The activists were beaten at several stops along their journey from Anniston to Birmingham with chains, bricks, and bats by Ku Klux Klan (KKK) members in Alabama, and activists that were injured would be refused hospital treatment. Bull Connor, Commissioner of Public Safety
I realized I would probably never see most of them again, especially the British counselors, many of whom had never been to America before that summer. Of course I could go back next summer if I wanted to, but it wouldn’t be the same. Everyone would be replaced with a whole new group of people that I would come to know and love then never see again. As these realizations hit me, I started to feel numb. After saying goodbye to everyone, fetching my luggage, and scrubbing off the mold that had started to grow on my shower basket, I slumped over to my mom’s good old gray Kia Sportage.
1. INT. UNIVERSITY HALLWAY. DAY The hallway is cold and lonely.
Thanksgiving Break The main thing I did over my thanksgiving break was hunting. It was Bob Carter, Andy Carter, Wayne Woulsy, Willy Carter, and I. We started duck hunting on Wednesday on the 23rd of November. Are first hunt we saw a bunch of mallard ducks light on a pool east of are blind. We killed 1 wood duck and 1 wigeon duck.
Everyone must have been through a significant change in one point of their life. The significant change that I been through was in my early age. During those few years attending to Atlantic Middle School, I survived from cultural differences and language barriers. When I was fourteen years old I traveled by myself from my home in Fuzhou (a city in southern China) to Boston, Massachusetts to reunite with my family, who had been living in the United States for the past eight years.
You can say that my journey with the Military started the day I was born. I was born on April 29, 1998 at the 7th Medical Group on Dyess Air Force Base in Abilene, Texas. With the love and care I received from the neonatal nurses that were stationed on Dyess Air Force Base I quickly lost the title of ‘premie’. In 1999 my mother and father were both assigned to Landstuhl Army Base in Germany, I appreciated the military letting them be together. I am so blessed having my mother as a Medical Technician, I knew I was always in great hands when I was sick.
This small, judging world of your typical, old-fashioned Vietnamese people have made me want to leave, to venture out and to explore the possibilities there are in this world. I want to travel, I want to have an adventure. I want to discover what is in the next city over because I for one have never been out of Garden Grove for more than a few hours, and that as we all know if not enough
It all started by deciding on where we wanted to go. At first we wanted to go to the beach. Our second choice was to go to Disney World. At the end we finally made a decision on where we were going. We were finally going to Disney World I would have preferred the beach just a little bit.
April, 1849 Being on the trail for about a week has brought unexpected holdups. First off the tall grass that scrapes my bare legs as I walk. Lena, Lilly and I all have plenty of gashes from burs and thorns. Our first landmark was Alcove Springs. We never stopped, although it was nice to think that there were people before us taking this journey.
From the ages six through twelve, I wrote stories for my friends and family. I remember sitting at an giant, old computer that they had in 2003. It wasn’t easy to use, but I was determined. I moved my short little fingers across that smooth keyboard in hopes of creating a masterpiece. I remember showing my first work to my friends at school and watched how they dissect my “masterpiece”.
When I was 14 I had to move to San Clemente, California. I had already recently moved temporarily to Texas while a house was made ready for us on the military base. “The house is ready!” my mother had said excitedly, after being on the phone for a few minutes. “It’s time to go back?”
Imagine that it’s summertime, year 1955 in Chicago. You are 14 years old and your uncle wants you to ride on a train with him and your cousins down south, Mississippi to be exact, because he has been asked to conduct a funeral. You are excited, not because of the funeral, but because you get to ride on a train with your family to a state you have never seen before. The very thought of spending any part of your summer in a new place, should not only excite you, your mind should be racing with anticipated joy of seeing a new place, meeting new people and experiencing new things. Towards the end of your trip, you should be anxious to return home, knowing that you will have lots of fun stories to tell your family and friends.
Everything happened last summer during vacation. Every year my family plans some wild, adventurous trip, and last year we were going to visit some of the states in the northeastern United States. The trip was going fine until we arrived at the state of New Hampshire. We were going to camp there for a few days, and that was when my parents announced that we were all going to climb Mount Washington. I was not too thrilled by this idea, in fact, I was relatively annoyed.
“Maldives” the dream vacation destination of world tourists, Maldives is a beautiful country which is united by beautiful islands, there are approximately 1192 islands which are habitant and inhabitant, famous for its natural beauty, white sandy beaches, and clear and clean sea water, one of the best diving point in the world, they have twenty four famous dive points, In this island collection around 127 resorts are operating, most of them are managed by worlds best hotel chains, As a country with small islands they have less land and more water around, This impact a lot to the country as they don’t have land to cultivate, Some domestic cultivations are done but not enough to supply the whole countries need and to cater hospitality industry, Most of the food items are exported in a timely manner, Maldives sea is rich from various type of sea foods, Lot of crustaceans are available and that