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Personal Narrative: My Life As A Vietnam Soldier
Growing up I would always listen to my dad speak of his war stories, but I never fully grasped the meaning of what it all meant. As I got older, I was able to understand his words about his time in the Vietnam War, from near death experiences to his most thrilling moments of life. My dad always follows up his life experiences and adventures with “But you have to do well in school, go to college, and get a good job, because unfortunately I was unable to.” Following the war, my dad and his family moved to California and he was thrust into work as a manicurist. Being that young men were forced into recruitment during the war- my dad, a college student at the time, was enlisted into the South Vietnam army and thus was unable to finish college.

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