Hello Lovely Followers!
So I have been in Indochina for a little less than a week now! My first visit was to Cambodia (likely my next post) and now I'm in Vietnam and wanted to share a sobering day with you. As high schoolers, many of us learned about the US-Vietnam war; however, being here, and seeing the tunnels and memorial contextually is incomparable to how we learned (books, powerpoints, etc.). As many of you know, I'm a strong believer in figuratively trying on someone else's shoes for a greater comprehension. And that is what today was. An American girl, born into a military family, wanting to learn about the war and see the remnants from the Vietnamese standpoint.
Events/Facts from today:
1. Went to Co Chi tunnels to see where the guerillas hid and functioned during the Vietnam War
*This was the most amazing tunnel system and I found myself floored by the creativity of the Vietnamese people. Some of the traps they used were so deathening that I couldn't help but think of all the people who died in them or trying to be rescued from them. The entries to the tunnel system itself were quite intriguing because the holes were so small that one's body must be fully extended to get in or out. This was the Vietnamese people using their typical body-size to their advantage and since the tunnels were crafted so deep underground with a clay-like surface, even a bull-dozer couldn't collapse them.
2. Went to see a lacquer art demonstration and somehow ended up buy too much of the store
*Lacquer is a traditional Vietnamese art that consists of a lengthy process to embed an artistic varnish on a piece of wood, clay or bamboo. This work is completely stunning and watching parts of it be hand-done sent me over the moon because I deeply appreciate the value of hand made pieces of work.
*Examples: https://www.google.com/search?gcx=c&q=laquer&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=_fbhTtz_DamjiAfB2Ny2BQ&biw=1378&bih=699&sei=D_fhTrmLCeeSiQeppay2BQ
3. Went to the War Remnants Museum
*I can't really describe my feeling towards this. For a person who studies genocides and wants to go into the trauma field, I was confused as to why I had a weak stomach in this exhibit. Warfare is always something that's been challenging for me to grasp even though I come from a military family and my Grandpa Quay was a commander of a helicopter squadron in the Vietnam War and had three separate incidents he was lucky to survive. I think what really put my stomach in knots was seeing the after-effects of Agent Orange on children. The agent lead to more of biological warfare when considering the impacts it had for generations after the war. Many children of parents exposed to Agent Orange were born with severe birth defects, most of which left them bedridden or subject to a short life. I've known this about Agent Orange for as long as I can remember, but seeing photos of the deformed children broke my heart. For the first time since the Holocaust Museum, I felt my stomach churn, my eyes fill a quarter way with tears, and my heart ache. It was just so sobering.
Photos from today:
Demonstration of how to enter & exit the tunnels