John first learned of study abroad programs in college in Washington, DC.
Study abroad programs allow you to study in a foreign country for an entire
semester and actually get credit for it. Without hesitation, he knew of only
one country he wanted to go to. The country his family had such mixed feelings
for. The country his grandmother could not speak about without tears running
down her eyes. The country he had left at the age of two on a cramped wooden
boat with strangers. The country was Vietnam.
Meanwhile, in a small college town west of Philadelphia, Vi was also
contemplating which country she wanted to go to for the semester. Like John,
Vi’s motivations for studying abroad in Vietnam related to all the stories
and pictures that surrounded her childhood. She had left war-torn South
Vietnam under similar circumstances. Forced to leave a country she had
barely known, she arrived in the United States at the age of seven. She knew
she had to go back one day. That day came in the fall of 1998.
In the fall of 1998, 15 Americans and Vietnamese-Americans from different
colleges around the United States arrived in Ho Chi Minh City (formerly
Saigon), Vietnam. The group stayed at a guesthouse occupied by many
foreigners adopting Vietnamese children. The guesthouse was less than a
few miles away from the local university, where they would attend classes
for the next few months.
It was anything but love at first sight for Vi and John. They would see
each other everyday around the guesthouse and the university, but nothing
ever happened other than the typical “hello, how are you” type conversations.
At the time, Vi made it known to everyone she was hopelessly in love with
her high school boyfriend, whom she had been dating for three years. But it
was obvious to John what Vi was attempting to do. She just didn’t want to
be bothered with men trying to hit on her so she could concentrate on her
studies. This didn’t matter to John, because he wasn’t interested either.
That is, until the third week of classes when Vi got her infamous haircut,
which made her look like a whole new person.
The following day, John stood outside the classroom when he saw an unfamiliar
person riding her bicycle to school. Not realizing the “new” girl in school
was Vi, John thought to himself how he could have missed seeing such a pretty
girl around school for the past three weeks. When John found out the “new”
girl was Vi, the chase was on.
John started off in the intermediate Vietnamese language class, but quickly
asked to be transferred to the advanced Vietnamese language class where Vi
was. The instructors gave John an examination to see if he could be placed in
the advanced class. And he passed with flying colors. John immediately
impressed Vi with his language skills and wit, and the two grew closer over
the next few months. They often rode their bicycles together to school in the
morning, ate lunch together, and exchanged notes and played footsies during
classes. On the weekends, they would attend church together and John often
invited Vi over to his aunt’s house in Saigon to have a meal or two. They
simply enjoyed each other’s companionship.
Vi often reminded John she still had a boyfriend in the United States.
Undeterred, John kept pushing the limits with Vi and to prove to her he was
the one. Things became so heated between them John even shared his toothbrush
with Vi when she “misplaced” hers during a trip to Hanoi, Vietnam. John
eventually grew on Vi like mold underneath a damped carpet.
It took several more months of convincing after they returned to the
United States, but John finally had the woman of his dreams. Vi and
John’s lives were originally separated by less than a hundred miles
where they were born in Vietnam. It was only fitting the two returned
to their birth country to learn about their background, and found
each other along the way.
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