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And finally, catharsis...

"Người Việt sống ở Mỹ."  Perhaps I've finally earned my place; no longer are we could-have-beens. The sensibilities and selflessness of the Vietnamese, the opportunities and open mind of the American, guide me.

Stronger

It Couldn't Be Done BY  EDGAR ALBERT GUEST Somebody said that it couldn't be done       But he with a chuckle replied That “maybe it couldn't,” but he would be one       Who wouldn't say so till he’d tried. So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin       On his face. If he worried he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing       That couldn't be done, and he did it! Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;       At least no one ever has done it;” But he took off his coat and he took off his hat       And the first thing we knew he’d begun it. With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,       Without any doubting or quiddit, He started to sing as he tackled the thing   ...

Who's in the front? Who's in the back?

Between Two Worlds

Asian-American; a word with many meanings. Freedom . I believe that the world is open to me and that as long as I have the determination, I can seek and glimpse its infinite glory. There are no closed doors to me, only the ones that I put in front of myself. The sky is the limit and I've got a jetpack. Justice . I believe in an all encompassing sense of what it right in the world. I don't mean to push these on to other people, but I believe that I should be treated fairly. If I do something wrong, tell me what I did wrong and how I can fix it so I don't make the same mistake again. If I make you angry, tell me what I said or did so that I make the right decisions in the future. But more than anything, don't presume to force your beliefs on me and expect me to simply accept them without a say of my own. Conviction . I thought myself a lazy person before, and in truth I probably was, but even now, when I'm working more and harder than ever, I still ...