A Word of Welcome...

On September 1, 2011 fifteen young people from a range of high schools around the U.S. arrived at Noi Ba International Airport in Ha Noi. Jet-lagged and overwhelmed, they spent the weekend getting oriented to their new home amid Independence Day revelry and celebration. Now one month later, they are members of host families, interns at various community organizations, students on a university campus and participant-observers in a foreign culture and society. Thus begins their year with School Year Abroad – Viet Nam.

This monthly blog will chronicle the students’ lives in Viet Nam outside the SYA classroom. A process of sharing and peer-editing in their English class will precede all posts thereby creating an individual and collective narrative. Travel-journalist Tom Miller said “The finest travel writing describes what's going on when nobody's looking.” May these young writers seek out and find their moments to see, with new eyes, what no one else sees. May they write their stories with sensitivity and passion. And may you, our readers, enjoy imagining their Viet Nam.

Becky Gordon
SYA English Teacher

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Still Here, Not Going Anywhere

Perrine Aronson


Where am I?
I am on the edge of my conscience. I’m at the point where a decision is inevitable; I have to choose whether I’ll be the person I want to be, or the person people want me to be. I have to make the first step that’ll lead me somewhere. I have to break through my fears, and decide what to do with myself. I believed for too long that I could just hide behind a wall, and avoid every problem that way. I was wrong.     

I am facing reality, looking at the world in front of me. I see what it has to offer, what it can become. And I am here to discover all of it. I have to see more of this country, of its people, and its culture.

I am at the end of my teens. I’m becoming an adult. I have to make choices, decide things, and stop counting on mommy and daddy. I have to become myself. I have to be proud of what I’ve done until now. I have to understand my mistakes, and make the best of them. I should also decide if it’s worth going on the path of my present  journey, or if I’d rather start something completely different, something that’ll lead me in a totally different place, with totally different people. But I have time, plenty of time. I’m still here, and I’m not going anywhere.

I’m at the beginning of a long hike,
I close my eyes to wake up to a life,
Where skies are colored any way I like,
And endless possibilities run rife.
I am right here.
I am in Vietnam.



 

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