Witnessing History

I saw Uncle Ho yesterday.

It was a poignant moment for me.

My Honours thesis was on the prelude to the Vietnam War. I read books about him but I never thought I would be in this country and to have the opportunity see him.

The mood of the visitors in the Mausoleum was solemn. Understandably so. The awe and respect were clearly etched on the faces of the Vietnamese filing past his body.

I went over to the museum, which was rather tastefully done, on his life and achievements. Going through the photos and reading what the great man had said over the years, gave me a better understanding of Vietnam's history, much of which was covered in pain, sacrifices and sorrow. Of course, there will be many sides to the story but here, I have the chance to read this side of their story.

We who lived in countries that have enjoyed years of peace and prosperity should really appreciate what we have.

Ok. Later.