I Have No Idea

When I graduated from junior high my parents decided that I was old enough to travel to their home country, Vietnam. At that judgment of conviction I was like any thirteen-year-old. I thought I could handle anything the world could throw at me. A a couple of(prenominal) weeks after my arrival in Saigon, now Ho chi Min City, my relatives were scrambling together to plan a birthday companionship for me. The day before my birthday my tiro took me to a Buddhistic temple. He led me up to the top of a building, and as I entered a large, dimly lit room I saw that it did not have much walking quadrangle because most of the room was occupied with rows of tall shelves. The room reminded me of a small library. My father stopped at a ledge some where in the middle of the room and he told me that built-in shelf contained the remains of my grandfather and many of my dead relatives. I soon realized that the entire room was a burial site for those who were cremated. My father instructed me that as my relatives descendant it was my duty to pray for their ataraxis in the after life on my birthday, and I did. He also told me that room was dedicated for those who died in the Vietnam War.
After we stepped away the temple I saw at least deuce-ace families selling incense to battalion entering, exiting, and passing the temples entrance.



I instantly wanted to give some cash to at least one of the families. I insisted my father to at least give them some of our spare change. My father looked at me and told me that was not a good idea, and I was shocked at his callousness. I pleaded with him outside of our taxi until he gave into my demands. He called oer to a woman with three small children trailing slow her with incense in their hands. He asked her how much one blow of incense was, and gave her that much. As the woman was about to hand him a box of incense, he told her there was no need. She began flooding him with dustup of thanks and out of nowhere a rush of people dressed in ragged clothing swarmed over to my father to beg for money. I was...If you want to get a undecomposed essay, order it on our website: Orderessay



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