Monday, January 9, 2012
This video talks about my life in Vietnam and my surroundings. The poem talks about my family, food, and my neighborhood in Vietnam. This video was created with Virak in the Mac Lab at VYDC. He recorded my voice first and then we put it through Ableton Live to fix the sound. After that, we put it in the Imovie and added pictures for my poem. Most of the pictures are from the internet and one of them is my cousin's picture. I like the video because this is my first time doing that. So everyone please enjoy it!
Thursday, January 5, 2012
When I wake up in the morning I see the sunshine slashing through the window and onto my face. It makes me think of mornings in Vietnam. My mom is making bread with eggs, reminding me of my grandpa cooking breakfast back home.
I hear the people driving cars around my building. When I step out of the J Muni car I hear construction workers around my school at 18th street and Church. In Vietnam, everyday, my grandpa rode me to school on his motorcycle and that same sound of construction around my school.
When I smell books and papers at Mission High School, I am in Vietnam again, sitting on the left side of the classroom. Only the temperature is different: San Francisco is cold and Vietnam is so hot that I sweat when I write.
I smell Chinese and Vietnamese food when I walk around Chinatown and Little Saigon. I feel that of my old hood is all around me again. My grandpa and grandma are throwing a Lunar New Years party. When the party is over at 10pm, my family and I go to the Central Square of Saigon to watch fireworks in the sky.
When I touch the walls of my school in Vietnam it is hard stone and cracks. Mission High’s walls are orange and strong for earthquakes. The soccer field in Vietnam is brown dirt and the football field in America is green grass. I like my teachers here. My friends are kind and help me with my life. We have a community.
*When I thinking about my date so I write down this five moment, and that makes me compare to Vietnam.*