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...collect their fee of 2,500 Vietnamese Dong (roughly 17 cents). We bumped down dirt roads, ducking as tree branches swung at our heads, and were eventually dropped off in a field of tall grass. Somewhere past this field Ông Ngoai (Grandfather) was resting on the farm he cultivated as a young man—the same farm where my mother was born, the third of eight children. Suzanne doubted our relatives would remember how to get there. “William, there isn’t a street sign,” she said, not considering that...
...absence of signs that read “this way to your family farm,” my aunt navigated using implicit directions; subtle bends in a stream and large rocks directed us. Along the way, a young boy, about eight years old, and his sister, probably nine, ran toward us like long-lost friends. My sister and I had never seen them before, but they knew who we were: the children born in America who didn’t speak our mother’s language, who had never been to Vietnam, who had never met our grandfather...
...exist. In 1975, when North Vietnam took over the South, my grandmother burned them. She had to destroy the family’s ties to America as the new government searched homes looking for evidence of treachery and conspiracy. I traveled to Ông Ngoai’s farm with a subconscious hope he’d greet me in those tall grasses but I had to settle for a tomb and an old picture instead. The memories my mother has forgotten, the artifacts that have been destroyed, the people who have died—each represents a component...
...don’t, however, live our lives in a vacuum. In truth, the story of my life begins on Ông Ngoai’s farm and in those alleys where my mother learned about survival. Poverty, toil and war—these are the things that shaped her survivalist mentality. This mentality remains a constant point of contention between us. When I took a late leave of absence last semester, she ridiculed the notion of “taking time...
Whitchurch, who inherited his green thumb from his mother and spent last summer working on his grandparents’ 3,000-acre farm, has a simple approach to growing. For each plant he has created a “tailor-made growing environment,” he says. “We pride ourselves on treating each plant as an individual.” Plants that prefer a great deal of sunlight are placed under a sunlamp, and those that need lots of water are specially treated with frequent waterings. Whitchurch takes no chances with watering his plants?...