Suddenly, we were aboard the Vietnam Airline all ready to come to America. It was very incredible! I couldn't even believe my eyes! There were tons of people on the plane. People were chatting excitedly to their friends and families about coming to America.
Suddenly, I felt something moving, the plane quickly took off! I rapidly jumped up and looked out the small window to see what was happening. I was terribly shocked when I saw that all the houses were so tiny! I couldn't believe that I was in mid air.
I sat quickly and began to cry. I asked my mom anxiously about what is happening. She told me that we were going to come to America. I began to cry even harder. I said that I didn't want to come to America. But after a short period I fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was very excited, I thought that we were back in Vietnam. But when I got off I was really disappointed. It wasn't the Vietnam Airport[, and I had no idea where we were.
I asked my mom where we were, and she told me that we were in Thailand, and we were going to stay there for one week.
Though I didn't like it, I still didn't have a choice of my own. As the days passed by, I found that I really enjoyed my stay. Finally the long, and painful week was over.
We went back to the Thailand airport, and this time we were going on the Thai Airline. But what was the use, we were going to stay in the Philippines for four months.
In about two hours we were in the Philippines, and it was extremely hot there. At last the hot and restless days passed by and in four months were back at the airport again, all ready to come to America.
We took the Northwest Airline and there was an air conditioner so it was cool inside. But we were on the plane approximately 15 hours.
At around 2:30 PM we were at Los Angeles, California. I saw my aunts, and uncles at the airport, but I couldn't recognize them. We lived at my aunt's house for one whole week.
After a week we moved to a little apartment in Monterey Park, and I went to Brightwood School. We lived there for three years.
Then we moved to Rosemead and I sent to Shuey School. We lived there for two years, and then we moved back to Maunder Park. I've been living in Maunder Park for four years, a total of eight years. And now I know that the long, and painful trip was really worth it.
Wendy, 6/10/96