Vinh Long Orphanage Vietnam
The kids are alright. We made our third trip to Vinh Long Orphanage a couple of weeks ago and they are still there, still waiting for families. Its a little sad. They are happy as can be but you can see how starved for attention and love that they are.
I met with the Director of the Orphanage to see how things were going. I was disappointed to hear that not only were there less kids being adopted but rather that there were more kids than ever coming in and not leaving. Apparently the Vietnamese Government is to blame. New laws and restrictions have made it harder than ever for foreign families to adopt these kids.
Have a look at some of the adorable kids in this place. If you have a moment and want to help, you can email Tran Minh Tuan at [email protected]. He is the director and can tell you the best way to help.
Boo I see you!
This is the sweetest girl in the whole place!
Van is a nice boy, a really nice and caring boy.
And oh my gosh, look at his smile.
They are piling up on top of Tu. They wont let her go!
I am not sure why he was in the corner. He was crying. Maybe that was his spot.
What a sweet face.
Oh she didn’t like getting her picture taken. Still. At Christmas she cried too.
Hello, is it me you’re looking for?
They all wear these pajamas. Cute.
Look at how stylish she is?
What a nice smile he has.
Peace to President Obama.
Grobo Fruity Pajamas! ha ha.
Sweet girl. She loved to get her picture taken.
This boy really wants a home. He is always the first to greet us at the door.
Happy! Happy!
There he is again. He would love to have you visit someday.
Shy. I think very shy.
Monks and Colors
Monks in Vietnam hold a very important place in the culture. Where they live is peaceful and the temples that they build extraordinary places of calm serenity.
When we approach a temple in Vietnam we hear the slow and steady drone of monks chanting over and over again. They are praying and it could last for hours.
We visited many temples. Each more beautiful than the next. Each calm and peaceful places to reflect. And each a beautiful place where colors and light are beautiful.
The colors are vivid. They dress in Orange which seems a perfect compliment to nature around them.
Monks live a subsistence lifestyle, relying on nature and goodwill for their survival. Rainwater is captured in these large jugs for cleaning, showers and drinking.
Monks robes are drying in the wind. Simple orange hammocks in the distance provide a place for them to sleep.
Golden Temples in Vietnam are the most colorful buildings in the country. They signify the richness of a life of spirit that the monks live.
We heard the chants from far away, we got closer. It was a classroom full of monks reciting chants for hours.
The prayers they recite bring them closer and closer to enlightenment. Enlightenment brings them closer to awakening and truth.
The head monk shows modesty while being photographed.
Oh Happy Day
Here is a wedding video of our happy day. Many thanks to Bridget, Kathy, The Fendleys, Suzy, Michelle, Monica, Bill, Danny, Camille, Leon,Tu’s Family, My Family. Sarah, Kevin, Mary, Charlie, Irish, Aaron, Maryann… Oh we could go on and on with all the people that we need to thank.. and we will. This wedding footage was filmed by Patrick. Good Job Patrick!
10 Interesting Photos to Show How Life is Different in Vietnam
Life in Vietnam is much different than our own. Let me show you in 10 different photos how it is.
1) Most people own their own businesses. Everyone is an entrepreneur.
They don’t work for companies. They work for themselves. Have you ever noticed that when Vietnamese come to the US that they open their own business rather than working for another company? Thats the culture. This fellow is in both his house and his place of business. You can take naps when things are slow. And they often are.
2) The homeless and poor all have a job.
There is no such thing as begging in Vietnam. Well there is but it is not nearly as prevalent there as it is here in the US. The government supplies Lottery Tickets to poor people so that they can sell them on the streets. These are lottery ticket ladies. They are sometimes smiling, and sometimes not.
3) They are healthy, live longer and rarely obese.
It is no secret how healthy Vietnamese food is. It is very low in calories. Their fruits and vegetables are all organic. And despite the fact that they almost always seem to be eating they are all thin. In the US we eat much less often but our food is of poor quality compared to what you will find in Vietnam. This man munches on a Banh Mi which is a Vietnamese French Baguette sandwich. Much of the Vietnamese food is influenced by French cooking.
4) They are happier because they have less.
We think that the more you have the happier you are. That is not true. The Vietnamese have less than us but our happier and more joyful than us. Their lives are fuller because they spend time with each other rather than things. This lady was happy because I took her picture. She didn’t even ask to see it. She was just happy because I saw something in her important enough to take her picture. It made her feel good.
5) They rarely drive cars.
There are cars in Vietnam but very few. They drive bikes and scooters everywhere. Most of the world is like this. This man drives his bike to the market in the morning. There are very very few gyms in Vietnam. Why do they need a stationary bike when they can use a real one?
6) They let their kids live the way we used to let our kids live here.
Remember walking to school? Remember playing football in the middle of the street? Remember when kids could roam freely without their parents dreading that something terrible was going to happen? That is still the way that they are in Vietnam. Their kids are free to be kids. This little girl is having a little seat in the middle of the road. No worries though. It is a country road and the scooters and bikes move slowly. They will move around her and not harm her.
7) There is no road rage
The roads in Vietnam are more crowded than our own. There are very few rules on the road; very few stop signs, traffic lights and lanes in the roads are more guides than the law. Despite the seemingly mass chaos I never witnessed a single instance of road rage. That is because people cooperate. They don’t feel angered when someone cuts in front of them because it never happens. In the US we are angered constantly by someone not following the rules. In Vietnam they are free from those mental blocks. These fellows are taking their big ice block right down the middle of the road and people are working with them to help them rather than getting upset.
8) The Kids Don’t Have Toys.
When you go into a Vietnamese home one thing is noticeably absent. You don’t see kids toys. Here in the US, kids have tons of toys that can often fill up an entire room. There are a few toy stores in Vietnam but nothing close to the Toys are US warehouses that we have. In Vietnam kids spend most of their time playing with each other rather than with their toys. This little boy wanted a toy so he made one. He carries a machine gun fashioned from 3 sticks of bamboo. He was firing on men in the river when I first spotted him.
9) Life centers around the water.
The water is very important in Vietnam. Not only does it provide them with their primary source of protein – fish and other sea life but it is one of their primary methods of personal and commercial transportation. Boats are wooden here. They use old motors that are remarkably efficient in the shallow rivers.
10) They don’t throw things away. They fix things.
In the US we love new shiny things. We look forward to throwing away something and getting a newer better version of it. If our smart phone is more than 6 months old we feel terrible about it. In Vietnam things are rarely thrown away. Vietnamese have developed certain Macgyver like expertise in fixing just about everything. There is something about Vietnamese ingenuity that has helped them survive. I am always amazed by the creative ways that the Vietnamese can fix things.
Intriguing Old Photo Tells a Story
The year was 1970. The National Guard had just opened fire on a crowd of student anti-war protestors at Ohio’s Kent State University resulting in the death and injury of students. The students were fighting to get soldiers out of Vietnam. Too many people were dying senselessly in what they considered US genocide of the Vietnamese people.
The anti-war protests in the United States were heating up and the US was beginning it’s slow and painful withdrawal from the war in Vietnam. There were 280,000 US soldiers in Vietnam and many of them would be coming home soon.
The National Guardsmen at Kent State Ohio shortly before the tragic shooting.
A young man named Phuc
In South Vietnam, a poor young Vietnamese man named Phuc was looking for work. His father had recently been killed by the Viet Cong (Northern Forces) and his family needed money. Phuc was very sad and bitter towards the Viet Cong for taking his father. It was senseless. He didn’t understand why the Government in the North was attacking the south and trying to steal his home, their land and their families.
He was grateful the US Soldiers were there helping them. He did not necessarily agree with the protestors in the United States. In his mind the Vietnamese were fighting to maintain their way of life – their survival.
Times were very hard in Vietnam. People were starving. There was no food. He was lucky enough if he could eat a simple meal of a bowl of rice each day. The war had cost him everything. It was a sad time in Vietnam. It was a sad time for Phuc.
The past and future collide
While Phuoc looked for work, another man named Lam Thai Hiep was looking for a driver for his car. He was a very busy man and needed someone to help him get around Vietnam in his Toyota. Lam worked for the Vietnamese Government (The VietCong) and managed and distributed medicine for the soldiers. Lam was a thin and serious man. He was becoming very successful in the government job and on his way up.
The Thin and Distinguished Mr Lam
As luck would have it, Phuc heard of the job and met with Mr Lam to apply. He was nervous. He needed a job. He would do anything to make money.
Well, the interview went well and Mr Lam was instantly impressed by him. Perhaps, he was also a bit taken aback by Phuc’s sad story of losing his father to the same military that he worked for. Mr Lam hired Phuc on the spot.
This is the moment when the past and future collided. Phuc’s father had been killed by the VietCong and now he was being hired to become a driver for a man that worked for the VietCong government.
How ironic life can be. This was Vietnam at the time. It was a civil war. Politics were so important on the one hand, but on the other hand they were meaningless when it came to daily survival.
A Good Driver. A Good Man. A Father and Son.
Phuc worked hard. He liked Mr Lam. Mr Lam was good to him and he began to love and respect him deeply. He was his driver, but slowly he began to think of Mr Lam as his father. Mr Lam saw this and began to consider and treat Phuc as his son. It was a mutual relationship of respect.
Over the years the US withdrew from Vietnam. The VietCong won the war and things became very difficult and painful for most people while the country recovered. Phuc was lucky to have this job with someone that treated him so well. He was dependent on the goodwill of Mr Lam and was vigilant in making sure he did his very best everyday.
I am not Hungry Sir
But Phuc was never so completely comfortable around Mr Lam to feel as one would towards a natural father. He still had a fear and respect for him that would not go away. Even though he felt a bond with him, Mr Lam was still his boss and he treated him like it.
One day after a long day of driving, Mr Lam invited the young Phuc into his house to have dinner. Even though Phuc had not eaten all day he apologized to him, saying “I’m full sir”. But he was lying.
Phuc did not feel he could eat at the same table as Mr Lam. He respected him too much to eat with him. Phuc was starving actually. He was so hungry that he ran into the kitchen and drank several glasses of water to try to fill his stomach so he would not feel so hungry. He drank the water but still felt the stabbing pangs of hunger shoot through his stomach. The water would have to do. He had more work to do.
The Intriguing Photo
It was December 2012. The Vietnam war had ended now over 40 years ago. Here I was deep in the heart of Vietnam with my girlfriend Tu and we were visiting a friend of their family. A very good friend she told me. Someone that her father wanted me to meet. She said her family held a special place in their heart for this woman that they treated like their grandmother.
They introduced me to her. Her name was Co Nam. She was a distinguished looking and kind lady. She showed me a photo of herself that hung on the wall. I saw the photo and told her, “Dep Lam”. That means “pretty”. She smiled at me and told me the photo was taken of her over 50 years ago.
A pretty lady named Co
Then she took me to another wall. There was a single, small framed picture on that wall. The photo was interesting. There she was with her husband. They were standing by a Toyota. It was somewhere off the road. It was somewhere in Vietnam. The picture was scratchy and worn.
The man was thin and serious looking. His name was Lam. And there was another man in the photo. He was in the distance. A shadowy figure in the back who looked like he was watching over the couple.
Lam, his wife and a shadowy figure in the background. This is an intriguingly awesome photograph.
Well, I learned that the shadowy figure in the back was Phuc. Phuc was their driver and there he stood loyally in the back with the man he considered his father. Phuc ended up working for Mr Lam for over 16 years. The picture this elderly lady was showing me was of herself, her husband and of their driver Phuc.
During that time Mr Lam taught him much about life and helped Phuc every step of the way during those tough years. Without the job and guidance, Phuc’s life would have most likely taken a very different road. A road of poverty and perhaps despair. Phuc was devastated in 1986 when Mr Lam died. The man he considered his second father was gone forever.
Kindness is Like a Stone Thrown to a Pond
When a stone is thrown into a pond it creates ripples of water that extend outwards to infinity. This is what happened when Mr Lam and Phuc met. The kindness Mr Lam showed to Phuc created ripples of good fortune that were playing out even 40 years later.
Phuc went on to meet and marry a girl from a successful family. Phuc went on to create one of the most successful and largest construction supply companies in Vietnam with that girl whose name was Kim Mai. Phuc started a family and had a daughter named Cam Tu. Cam Tu became successful and went to the US to get her Masters Degree in a city called San Diego California.
It was there that Cam Tu and I met while she was getting her Masters. And then now here I was with her over 12,000 miles away from home standing in a house in Vietnam looking at a picture of her dad and the couple that hired him to be their driver. Mr Lam’s kindness was paying itself forward in the grandest and most interesting of ways. We were all there experiencing a good life thanks to the kindness he displayed to a young man that had just lost his own father.
The Intriguing Photo Tells the Story
I guess I keep going back to that photograph and looking at it. I wonder who took that photo and I think to myself what an excellent photo it is. But perhaps even more remarkable is the way that photo has been treated. It is a small 4 by 6 photo but it sits in a frame – a solitary photo on the wall – placed in way that makes it seem like a shrine. The photo obviously has significant importance to Mrs Lam even today.
Her and her husband undoubtedly hired dozens of workers and helpers in their years but only one – Phuc was on their walls. Perhaps, the story of helping Phuc and his success was their own tribute to Mr Lam and his character. This was a story that everyone loves to tell.
A good photograph can tell a more than a thousand words. And this photo does. This photo tells a story. Even the composition is intriguing. Mr and Mrs Lam stand in the foreground beside their car.
The photographer didn’t just focus on them however. He pulled Phuc into the frame. Even though Phuc was off the right and could easily have been removed from the picture.
Either the photographer saw the importance of the relationship or perhaps he was instructed to include Phuc in the picture. In either case it is intriguing. In any case it was on purpose.
And why is Phuc off to the back of the photo and not next to Mr and Mrs Lam? Usually people stand next to each other when they are taking photos. The picture was made infinitely more interesting because of where Phuc stood.
My hunch is that Mr and Mrs Lam asked Phuc to come stand beside them and to take the picture. But just like the time when Phuc said he was not hungry and ran to the kitchen to drink water to fill his stomach he was doing the same thing here.
Phuc respected Mr Lam so much that he stood off to the back like his driver. There he could watch the man he considered a father from afar. The man who had given him so much respect deserved that much. The intriguing old photo tells the story better than any words can.
Hard Times
Poor Fellow. He was once a successful business man from the United States. Then, on what was supposed to be a short relaxing vacation, he ended up on the streets. Never to return to the US, this man spends his day selling Lottery Tickets and begging for spare change to buy his favorite drink – A Coke.
Street Photos from Vietnam
Xin Chao Vietnam. I just got back and it was awesome. We’re busy collecting all the photos from the various and many wedding ceremonies that we had but that will take some time. I wanted to post a few pictures of street photography that I took around the town of Vinh Long Vietnam and surrounding places.
Vietnam is such an awesome place for Street Photography. It’s not something I do very much in the US here but in Vietnam it is so easy because everyone there wants you to take their picture. In the US people are just not that into it. I love the Vietnamese.
On the way to work at 7am along the Mekong Delta.
The lady is walking to the market. She may work there or be going to pick up something like rice or fresh vegetables.
Near the Temple, this lady rides her bike to get morning coffee.
The man crosses over the bridge at sunrise, cigarette dangling from his mouth.
The lady is selling extraordinary organic vegetables and fruits. She grows them on her farm.
The lady in gray. She smiled at me. She had no idea why anyone would take a picture of her riding her bike.
When it gets unbearably hot and humid. The rain comes quickly to relieve you. It is a blessing.
The baby is being offered 3 grapes but she is unsure.
He is on a barge. He is not working but resting and waiting for the next long drive down the river.
He is selling little fish. He strings them up like this every morning.
The buildings in Vietnam make great rustic backdrops for photography.
She brings lunch to people. They pay her a bit of money, not much. She gets by.
A pail. A towel. This young boy heads to the River for a morning wash by himself.
She was brushing her hair. She thanked me, and blessed me for taking her picture.
He is building something. It is interesting to watch the sparks fly.
The boy is waiting on the boat. His mom was making breakfast.
She’s wearing a Red Pancho on a casual bike ride in the rain.
The little boy is selling peanuts.
They are carrying ice down the street. Good job boys.
She is on her way back home in her rice hat and work clothes.
He is selling interesting sweet fruit on the street. That is all he sells.
There is quite a bit of joy in Vietnam