Write an essay in which you tell us about someone who has made an impact on your life and explain how and why this person is important to you.
It was a humid night of the rain season in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam and the plane from Idaho just landed. I quickly got my baggage then walked out of the gate. I could not find my family from hundreds of eyes looking at the door I just walked passed. A man ran at me. My heart skipped a beat. He hugged and kissed me gently on the cheek. He is Ba Hung, my Dad. I hugged him and I knew, "I am home."
"Tell me about Ba Hung's life", I asked my Mom one day. "He, himself, will tell you when the time comes!" The night before I left Vietnam to study in America, my Dad and I had a conversation. "I was in prison for a year, economic crime." I still remember that night clearly in my mind. I was shocked, my Dad's image collapsed. He decided to share his story before I left for the States because he wanted to use his own life as most precious lesson that I've ever learned. He had failed to the deepest place on Earth that it could take him a lifetime to stand tall and recover, not to mention success in life. However, he did it in 20 years. "You will succeed if you can stand up after failure and there is no reason that you cannot not stand up, because I did it once."
Last summer, I booked a long flight back to Vietnam with three transits at Seattle, Vancouver and Hong Kong. It was a very different itinerary because usually, airlines will fly direct from the States to main Asian cities. Yet I was eager to see different airports and the culture itself. However, I was stuck at Seattle Airport because I did not have the required visa to transit at Vancouver Airport. I was crashed at the check-in counter because I will have to miss the rest of my flights returning home that I have been waiting for a year. I called My Dad and he said, "Remember what I told you the night before you left? I will leave this for you to solve!" I was frustrated hearing that from my Dad, but he started to see me as an adult. At 2 A.M., I sprinted through Seattle International Airport with two massive baggage on hand; I took the light rail to the International terminal, and booked a brand new flight to Vietnam just 32 minutes from departure.
I did not solve the problem myself because my Dad was in the back and gave me the chance to be independent. He always told me "There is no greater lesson than lessons from life." However, I see my Dad as my greatest lesson because his life is a lesson that I need to learn.
It was a humid night of the rain season in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam and the plane from Idaho just landed. I quickly got my baggage then walked out of the gate. I could not find my family from hundreds of eyes looking at the door I just walked passed. A man ran at me. My heart skipped a beat. He hugged and kissed me gently on the cheek. He is Ba Hung, my Dad. I hugged him and I knew, "I am home."
"Tell me about Ba Hung's life", I asked my Mom one day. "He, himself, will tell you when the time comes!" The night before I left Vietnam to study in America, my Dad and I had a conversation. "I was in prison for a year, economic crime." I still remember that night clearly in my mind. I was shocked, my Dad's image collapsed. He decided to share his story before I left for the States because he wanted to use his own life as most precious lesson that I've ever learned. He had failed to the deepest place on Earth that it could take him a lifetime to stand tall and recover, not to mention success in life. However, he did it in 20 years. "You will succeed if you can stand up after failure and there is no reason that you cannot not stand up, because I did it once."
Last summer, I booked a long flight back to Vietnam with three transits at Seattle, Vancouver and Hong Kong. It was a very different itinerary because usually, airlines will fly direct from the States to main Asian cities. Yet I was eager to see different airports and the culture itself. However, I was stuck at Seattle Airport because I did not have the required visa to transit at Vancouver Airport. I was crashed at the check-in counter because I will have to miss the rest of my flights returning home that I have been waiting for a year. I called My Dad and he said, "Remember what I told you the night before you left? I will leave this for you to solve!" I was frustrated hearing that from my Dad, but he started to see me as an adult. At 2 A.M., I sprinted through Seattle International Airport with two massive baggage on hand; I took the light rail to the International terminal, and booked a brand new flight to Vietnam just 32 minutes from departure.
I did not solve the problem myself because my Dad was in the back and gave me the chance to be independent. He always told me "There is no greater lesson than lessons from life." However, I see my Dad as my greatest lesson because his life is a lesson that I need to learn.