Two weeks ago I had gone with my sister and her boyfriend for a little off roading, we had gone about as far as we had wanted and were thinking about turning back when Raene said she had a text message from our dad. I should give my grandparents a call, something about going to Vietnam with Gwen. A friend of my Grandparents who traveled overseas a lot, but I had never actually met. It certainly gave me a lot to think about on the drive home.
I had the chance to go to Vietnam and help students to practice their English skills. Turns out as a young, energetic native speaker I was in demand. I knew I'd be crazy not to do it, so I put together a CV and got in touch with the right people. A few days later I was talking to some very sweet ladies at the Victory Center in Tra Vinh.
The long and short of it went something like this,
"When can you come?"
"Well, as soon as possible, when do you need me?"
"Can you leave at the end of the month?"
"Um, yes."
I'm not a wealthy kid, and airfare isn't cheap. But I have a little money, and parents that would, in their own words, "knock over a freakin liqour store if we have to". Well our situation isn't that extreme, and thanks to some sacrifice on their part, I'm going.
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