Today is a sad day for us. It’s the day where we lost our country all those years ago.

The thing is we didn’t lose it to foreign invaders but to our own.

*photo from the internet 
The communists’ ideals never eventuated. In its place corruption and jungle laws. The regime leaders got richer the poor got poorer. 

My dad and my uncle fought under this flag . We lost my uncle. My dad was severely wounded. To me it’s our flag. 

Red stripes stands for our blood. Three stripes stands for our three regions. Yellow stands for our skin colour. 

The flag is a flag of hope of independence and unification. 

Throughout history Viet Nam was always bowing to other countries. Looks like it’s bowing to China again. 

I hate politics. I hate that our people are divided. 

Our people, đồng bào, means from the same cell. Our myth tells of the story of the the fairy princess and the dragon prince . She gave birth to a sack of eggs that hatched into us. We all came from that same sack. 

I wonder if I will live to see our people uprising together to fight off the communists, fight off China? 

We’ve done it many times before may be we will do it again? 

Wishful thinking.