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We departed at 6:15 A.M. After breakfast, we got on a boat to pass Tien Giang river to go to Tan Thanh, Tien Giang. It was silent and the air was fresh there in that water land in the morning. After going by boat for 15 minutes and 10 more minutes going by bike with the speed of 60 kilometers per hour, we reached Tan Thanh Primary School.

We took a boat in Binh Dai, Ben Tre to go to Tan Thanh, Tien Giang.

Our specialist Pham Thi Thuy was very nervous that we would be late. She wanted to be there 30 minutes before the lesson began because this 30 minutes was the important time to get to know the learners. We were so lucky to get there on time. It meant we got there 30 minutes before the lesson starting.

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Everyone focused on topics that need to be discussed.

We arrived in Binh Dai, Ben Tre province at 20:30 in a home that was said to be the best one and the “safest” one in both literal and figurative meaning. To get the best preparation, we gathered together at 21:00 at one of our members’ room, and in that room of the “safest” place, the bed became the meeting table.

Saturday, 01 July 2017 20:21

Journey to Long An - Part 2, A happy trip

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Her mom and her at OBV house

The Challenges

After the first home visit, and many phone calls, words of encouragement and job recommendations in the city for a mother to be closer to her daughter, the family remain stubborn as a rock. We had tried every thing, every way.... But we decided to return to this family, since we still had one ray of hope, Mr. T from a volunteer group.

Back at the family house, we continued to try and persuade them, while listening to them share their concerns with us. The grandparents didn't want the young girl leaving for the big city as they would miss her. Her uncle blamed the mother for not being responsible for caring for her and leaving her with strangers. They were all afraid rumours of them giving their child away to an orphanage might start. Patiently, Mr. T explained all the benefits if she could come live with One Body Village, and compared the education offered in the big city of Saigon compared to what was available in the quiet town of Long An. She definitely would be able to have proper education and a better living environment.

The grandparents, however, remained unshakable. The mother was very eager to have her daughter move to the big city, but at the same time, she only wished for her parents to agree and approve of the decision. The grandfather sat quietly, deep in thought as the first drops of rain started to fall from the grey sky. Finally, he allowed the mother of the little girl to decide for her future. We returned to the city in the middle of a heavy tropical storm. The rain was much heavier and followed us all the way home. The raining water flowed strong, yet couldn't flush away our worries for the future of the little girl.

The mother called me the following morning. "I don't think my daughter will move to the city. Please forgive me. My family has decided not to let her go." I bitterly remained quiet.

But she called back a short while later, and asked me whether it was too late to change her mind. Of course it was never too late, it would be our pleasure to have this little girl join us!

We welcomed her and her little girls at our office and gave them a tour of the school and our home. She repeatedly told us her life story, her failures. She hoped for her daughter to be given a good education, a brighter future. Time would prove this.

It continued to rain, from early morning through til sunset. After having lunch at the office, we made the trek to our home, to prepare a space for the newest member. We split into 2 groups: one would head to school and register her as a new student, while the other group would take mother and daughter shopping for items needed at home.

All kids love to buy things, so I asked "what did you buy at the supermarket?" upon their return.

"I didn't buy anything, just looking," she replied.

Even though all kids love candy, cookies, toys...the mother kept reminder her daughter in a low voice "you must spend your money reasonably. Never ask for anything. Mrs L. here is purchasing a lot of items for you to use at the house. She's spent a lot of money". Listening to the conversation, I pretended not to hear, and sat silently watching her reaction. Her eyes greedily looked at all the toys and candy, yet she demonstrated a great sense of self control. Before leaving, i bought 2 colourful covers for her notebooks, and a small doll made of clay to be used as a paper weight, and gave them to her...

First day of school

It was her first day of afternoon classes, and her first time ever learning a foreign language.

"How was school? Is it fun?" I asked

Yeah, a lot of fun

"Do you understand what your teacher said in the foreign language?"

No! she laughed

"Did you make any new friends?"

Yes, we bought stuff and played with them

"Well, it takes time to make lots of friends"

Her first day of school

I checked her exercise book for her foreign languages class (English), where she had remembered one single thing: Good morning.

'You'll have to try really hard when learning a foreign language," I told her

She's been with us for two days now.

I pray for a bright future for her.

Elly Doan

Oct 2010

Translated by Jacqueline Huynh and Mr. Phung.  The original version in Vietnamese entitled "Long An - Hành Trình Không Còn Buồn"

Saturday, 24 June 2017 20:07

Journey to Long An, Part 1: Sadness

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It was a beautiful Sunday morning when I met her and her mother, Mrs. V. for the first time. The bright weather couldn't hide the shyness in the eyes of this littler girl. Mrs. V, with tears in her eyes, looked downwards as she started to tell their story....

She had run into bad luck with her first marriage, her husband leaving her when she fell pregnant. But she persevered, and clenching her teeth, she gave birth to a daughter, and raised her as best she could. Her second marriage was to a motorcycle taxi driver only a few years ago (the motorcycle taxi is a common means of transportation in Vietnam, where a driver rides a motorcycle instead of a car to provide transportation for a customer. "Xe om" in Vietnamese). And thus, the tragedy began...

Saturday, 17 June 2017 19:43

Miss a Ride, Miss a Life

Well dressed this morning, my heart pounded in my chest as i waited for a bus to go home after a business trip. The Lunar New Year songs could be heard every where through the cold rain showers of Spring. Busloads of passengers rushed to Saigon so they could finish their rounds, picking up passengers who wanted to go home to celebrate New Year in their home town of Buon Me. I looked around but couldn't see the bus I had booked. I started to worry. Would I miss the bus?

I thought back to the joyful trips OBV had recently been on -- or our 'Happy' trip, as named by Miss Hien, a reported from a Women's magazine. But sometimes in life, we do miss a passenger, as so it happened yesterday.

Wednesday, 24 May 2017 16:43

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I stood there watching her.


Full of pity.

She was only 9 years old and had just finished first grade, longing to go back to school. She was beautiful and was just coming into puberty.

Tuesday, 02 May 2017 15:42

Escaped from The Gloom

At 6.30am, from our office in District 3, a group of 5 people boarded our minibus of 17 seats and started the long journey to Vinh Long. Along the way, we picked up a columnist for a local newspaper, whose articles featured stories about Life and Law.

We made it to a brick kiln, where we met a little girl of 11 years old, and her grandmother, both crouched in a small room. Her grandfather and father had both been incarcerated. She was one of the lucky ones, who would be picked up to join the OBV family in Saigon.

Dr. Thanh-Tam's annual trip to South East Asia to work with OBV staff and the children

Tuesday, 28 March 2017 22:57

The story of a Lady

This is a story of a lady, whose 9 year old daughter was raped by her biological father. She herself has a victim of domestic violence so bad that she was now deaf and often confused. She raised her daughter alone. Growing up, she had been a servant for a nice family, and sent her hard earned money to her mother in the countryside. Reaching the age of consent, she lived with a man, but they didn't marry until their daughter was 3 years old. She continued to work as a servant for her husband's family, who treated her poorly.

Wednesday, 22 March 2017 21:01

Summer Break

This summer, beyond the usual activities and picnics, the children had other plans at home.

Some on them, in highschool, started studying their new subjects, while the rest of them reviewed what they had learnt the previous year. OBV'S House Mother created a schedule for them to include learning cross stitch, musical instruments, painting and other handicrafts. They had opportunities to bake a variety of cakes as well as create their own new dishes. All this happened while the skies were dark with rain clouds, and Saigon went under water a few times from the storms.

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