The next day, my mother and I went to see my uncle, my aunt, and their family. At that time, I told them the story about the fish. They laughed heartily because they also had played a similar joke on some Viet Cong soldiers and were not penalized for it. One time, the Viet Cong asked my uncle, “How do we get to the Army training centre? It took about two hours to get there, but my uncle showed them the wrong direction. As a result, it took them about three days to get there.

After seven months, classes resumed. Although we started back to school, all the teachers had changed, and we now had Hanoi teachers. We now studied communist lessons. After school, we studied new government laws until 7:00 p.m. Additionally, on Saturday and Sunday, we cleaned the river and streets. As you can imagine, we felt miserable and were unhappy at school.

Luc Chau