My Letter to my love

Dear my love ,

Today is exactly one month after I left you and England to go back on my duty. I miss you so much Gladys, I think about you every single moments when I’m in the trenches, facing with the death. You are my strength, my reason to fight back the spotted helmet enemies. Sometimes I get exhausted in the war, because it seems to be so endless. But then, I convinced myself that I have to continue because my other half is still waiting for me to come back. Last week, there was a raid that most of us had to leave the war. I and Broadbent, one of my friends are the only survivors. That was a horrify raid that I had to see my friends passed down, one by one, without saying goodbye. I met this new recruit called Renaud, he is about the same age of me. He died in that raid . He trusted me that I can show him how to keep his life in this raid. But he was wrong, and I was fail. Seeing him rolling around with fire made me feel guilty. The best I can do at that time was giving him a more peaceful death.  A friend of mine, Fry, who I met for the very first time when I came to this guilty places also pass away. In my head, I still remember every single detail about the picture of him entwining my legs when the explosion of the enemy’s shell took away his legs. I was so frighten at the time, the machine gunner and the sniper were not let me some time to think a way to save him. They kept aiming and firing at us ceaselessly. Because of the human instinct, I shook him off and continued to run. Out of breath, I was safe in the trenches. And at that time, I was tried to organize everything that just happened in my head. When I think about how Fry felt like when I shook him, when I blow away his only hope. I felt so guilty, I felt like that wasn’t me, that was someone else who shook Fry away.  I can’t believe that I will do that to my friend, but unfortunately, I  did.  I hope he can somehow forgive me in heaven, because if I stay, I may die too. In the other hand, he  lost to much blood that I think he can’t keep his heart beating before we make it to our trenches. After that raid, I had knew the feeling when you killed a German like.  It actually felt very good when I killed a German in the war, because when I killed a German, I know that the percentage that I will die because of a German will decrease. It’s all about survival Gladys, nothing I can do, nothing I can fix, everything is just the way it suppose to be.

I got small break after that raid, I felt much better after I left the war and got the promotion into two chevrons. I met a new family during this break which reminded me of the family atmosphere. The mother is the one whose care for me the most, she healed my legs, and she kissed me goodbye just like the way mom always do when her son going far away. My hand, it keeps writing because I have so many things to tell you, I wish I can continue writing but I have to go my training. I’m a two chevrons soldier already, I can’t be late for training.

 I’m waiting for your reply, Gladys.

                                                                                                                 Harrison

GHOST

A mystery that will never be discovered...

Ghost stories have been told for many years, some of them are just the jokes from the mother to the son to make them stop being annoying. But some of them are from those who have seen ghost in the past. Base on many religions, many stories, ghosts are spirits or souls that come from a dead bodies such as human and animals. To make this world balance, living things have to die and when they die, they become ghosts. Many people try to connect to the ghosts by many ways, sacrifice animals, put food in front of their tomb, talk to them at night. They do that to remind the next generation about their ancestors. There are lots of kinds of ghosts in different area in the world:

Mexico:

China:

In Vietnam, people say that it depends on the way how person had died. They will become a ghost or a soul. A dead person turns into a ghost if they die in the way they don’t want to. For example: they got shot or killed in the car accident .However, they want to get revenge or to finish what they have not done in this life. So the God of Hell gives them a present. Usually they will have 49 days in this world to finish what they have begun. And after they finish what they want, they will have to pass the door of truth. It is when they have to drink the water of truth, to tell to the God of Hell what they have done wrong in mortal life. If they didn’t do many wrong things, they may go to the heaven. But if not, they will have to stay in hell, to be suffered. After 120 days they will return to the world as a form of an animal. In the other hand, souls definitely are good person that have done something good before they die or they die because of something good. This is called reincarnation, according to the Buddhism belief.
Many people believe that ghost is real but many people don’t. People are trying to find the answer by using modern technology. Many people say that we should not try to find them because if you try, they will find you.

Resources: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost
Resources: an interview with Nguyen Thi Phu (a Vietnamese mom)

My letter to Vietnam

Dear Vietnam,

I miss you, man. I miss everything in Vietnam. I miss the heat of the sun in the afternoon, the cool wind in a summer night that flowed pass me every time I walked with my dog. I even miss the polluted air in the morning when I go to school. I can still hear the horn of some crazy men in the traffic jam, they tried to get out of the noisy streets which is kind of impossible. Sometimes I swear because I do hate the life in Vietnam, but I just can’t imagine that someday I will be sick because of missing that life I used to hate that much. I would please to crack my stomach right now with tons with Vietnamese food. The picture of the bridge near my house still appears in my head sometimes. When the lights are turned on at night, when I stand at a point far away from the bridge, it looks like that bridge is made with millions of stars. The name of the bridge is Comet, just like the way it looks, a comet. I miss my friends, my love. I miss all the fun times I hang out with them, all the laughters, all the fights. Sometimes when I’m asleep, I can still dream of the fun we have had together. I miss my family. And my sister, even when she disturbs me while I am doing my homework or talking on the phone with my friends - when she tells my mom the thing that I’ve done, which they are supposed to be secrets. I feel sad when me and my younger sister fought. Because right now, I miss her so much. I miss everything in Vietnam so much. I wish that I have wings like birds, or a magic broom just like the wizards in the stories. So I can fly back to Vietnam whenever I want. I want to come back to visit it, one day, as soon as possible.

Missing you so much,

Hy Nguyen

My favourite song

Please, forgive me

The most important thing in love is trust. But the girl in this song doesn’t realize it. Because of her jealousy; she decides to break up with her boyfriend when he talked to other girls. Her boyfriend tries to explain to her that there is nothing between him and those girls he talks to, but she ignores him.  He always waits for her until the day he sees her with another man. He walks away from her.  But then she notices that nobody can make her feels loved like he does. She hopes that she will find him, apologizes, and tells him how much she loves him. I choose this song because it shows clearly how jealous girls are being these days. I hope that every girl in this world could hear and understand this song. So they can re-think before doing something that can hurt the one they love.

“Rằng em luôn giận anh, em đâu nào hay em đã sai

Bởi vì em luôn hờn ghen khi anh cười vui với ai

Tìm đâu khi thời gian vô tình mang anh đi

Vì hôm nay em nhận ra mình đã quá yêu anh.” 

Translation:

I was always mad at you; I couldn’t realize that I was wrong.

Because I’m always jealous when you smile at others,

Don’t know where to find you when time has already taken you away

Because now, I notice that I’m so in love with you

This is the song

A true story from my life

Whenever I look at a big scar on my leg and my shoulder, the memories about that accident just come back to me. Just like a flashback, every moment is so clear and so real. “Jimmy, do you want to ride my motorbike or not.” my dad said in hurry. For the first time, I was going to ride my dad motorbike. That night was the 1st March in 2009, I was turning to 15 and my dad thought I have been old enough to ride a motorbike by myself. It’s was about 7h30, I wanted to finish dinner as fast as possible so I can show my dad, who is the real driver. As I wish, I have finished my dinner before anybody in my family did. I took my dad motorbike’s key, wore my helmet put on a jacket and I was ready to go. I can felt the power of my father motorbike; it’s like a blue horse with yellow decoration on it. My dad always warning me that to control yourself because the motorbike wont control for you. I heard it like many times when I try to ride my father’s motorbike. I remember every single word in the sentence. In my mind, a big sentence appears so clearly just like the light bolt of Einstein. “It’s Okay dad, I can handle that.” Sit on the motorbike’s saddle, my hands both put on the clutch lever. I was like the hero prepare for the most important war. My right hand starts off the motorbike by pulling the clutch lever down while my left pull the trigger. Before my dad said something else, I release the trigger to free the wild horse inside this motorbike. Like a flash, the motorbike run through the wind, cut all the air on it way. I can felt the wind running through my face. In that moment I thought that I can beat the speed of bullet, even the speed of light can’t have the speed like me. From nowhere, a car crossed my way, that sentence that my father spoke now appear again in my mind. But everything now was too late, my hands were freezing, a complicate math problem appears in my head and I had no way to solve it. BAM, I felt of the motorbike and rolling on the road. Luckily, I’m still alive but my legs were full of blood, my shirt was tearing out and my shoulder had a deep long cut. I can’t believe that I wasn’t died that time. My dad run toward me and shout out loud “JIMMY”. I was banned to touch that motorbike again, but if I wasn’t banned, I will have no guts to touch it again.

This video is not my " accident " but it is kinda similar

COFFEE WAR

I woke up in the morning with my eyes closed. After a hard time tried to open my eyes, I was success. But I couldn't keep it open for a while. My mom said that she is going to buy some coffee to wake me up, and then she ask me to choose between Starbucks and Tim Hortons. I was confused... After a while thinking, I decided to drink water because my mom already left, maybe she was too tired of me.

              


          Tim Hortons-vs-Starbucks
















*According to Facebook, there are 12,989,713 like Starbucks coffee and there are 1,065,879 like Tim Hortons.

*Tim Hortons support Justin Bieber.
* Starbucks support the True Blood.
* Starbucks website: http://www.starbucksstore.
com/

* Tim hortons website: www.timhortons.com/ 

LEGO ART

Lego art means that artist make arts by using Lego.  I find these pictures are amazing so I want to share with you guys. When I was young I always wanted to build one Lego art, but like a towel or a castle not this kind of people.  I asked my mom to buy for me more LEGO so I can build my masterpieces, but my mom refused, she said that I'm so easy to getting bored at this things. And my dream was done. No more Lego art for me.