“There you go again Kevin, staring out windows like you always do.” I never knew such a statement would resonate with even the slightest of my soul; however, the likes of such remain an innate mystery. The “NguyenDo” theorem my friends called it. Synonymous to “spacing out” or “finding oneself in a fog.” Comprising of the qualities of minute focus and extensive idleness, with a face resembling that of an artist in his dullest moments or a brilliant inventor pondering the likes of what would eventually revolutionize a modern era. That day, a tree died before me. Ever since the monotonous days of junior high school, which brought upon only despair and dreariness, I epitomized the typical cliche of nerdiness. Because I was “smart” in regards to math and never …show more content…
However, before that I grew up in a community of care and sacrifice. When my mom and uncle escaped Vietnam, they faced a hardship greater than I could ever have comprehended. When she escaped to Australia the fear of constant death, pirates, rape, being lost at sea, and the battering of a thunderous storm traumatized them. My mom, despite those hardships persevered and worked day in and day out to provide for her family. Welcomed as a refugee, not as an asylum seeker, she was given food and shelter, not avoidance and scorn. The government gave her life, yet she gave it all to her family. This sense of family strives me to walk through adversity. This sense of care formed my goals and shaped my personality. I too want to work for those that I love. I too want to spend sweat and tears in the hopes of making the lives of others even the slightest, if at all, bearable and hopeful. I began to care for another