WELCOME TO POST 604
POST 604 May13,2023
-Exercise DAI TRUONG
- Various items and pictures
-My Ronin Year
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POST 604 2023
Linda’s Thursday Quotation
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EXERCISE FOR THIS WEEK
DAI TRUONG
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Blog www.clubmasterhoang.blogspot.com POST 604 - POST 379, JANUARY 27, 2019 EXERCISE DAI TRUONG /
MOVEMENT ‘LARGE INTESTINE’
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Charles Phan Hoang
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Ngày 02, Tháng 04, 2023 ( năm 4902 sử Việt) VIETCHIDAO/
Vietvodao, Voviet Club YẾT KIÊU CANADA, năm thứ 17 CUỐI TUẦN TRÒ CHUYỆN Đã đầu
tháng tư rồi mà trời vẫn lạnh lắm; buổi tâp hôm qua vẫn vui trong cảnh mưa
dài gió hút. Xin kèm
đây bài
MY
‘RONIN’ YEAR |
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MY ‘RONIN’ YEAR Charles Phan Hoang I remember , that year on a beautiful
day I learned the bad news: I failed
my exam for the school of Dentistry in the University of Saigon. I felt
ashamed and I did not know what to do next, and what to say when I met with
some friends. Of course I blamed myself, but I also hoped to find something,
somehow, to share the responsibility for my failure. Then, I found it. In my view, part of my failure was due to
the stupidity of this system of exam! I was not so bad but the exam was bad!
However, no matter what I could argue, the reality was always there like a
closed iron door in front of my nose. I needed to find a way out to save my
face.
After a day or two of disappointment I
started to hate the Dentistry School. I listed all the negative aspects of
this profession and I started telling friends that no matter what the result
of my exam could be, I decided that dentistry was not good enough for me. I
wanted a much better life for my future… Then I noticed that almost no one
care about my exam, nor even about my dreamed future. When we met we laughed,
we tell amusing stories, or did some stupid things to attract the attention
of girls. Out of the care about our
exam, life in the nice city of Saigon continued to be wonderful and the
traditional Vietnamese long robe ‘ao-dai’
made these beautiful young Saigonese ladies more mysteriously
attractive, like the kimono did to the Japanese ladies.
However I needed to decide what to
study next, because at that moment I still had the possibility to apply for
another discipline, math, sciences, pharmacy, engineering, law, politics,
literature, history, and so on. Finally my decision surprised all my friends:
I decided for one year to be a “lang-tu”, a free man, a kind of Japanese
ronin, an outcast samurai, the non-registered fighter. I do confess that in fact my choice was not
a choice, it was rather a reaction against the normal way of the majority of
people in our society; I was a rebel.
After having told my decision to friends I felt liberated from my
failure. But no one gave me any input or suggestion and I quickly understood
that my friends were just friends; my future did not concern them much. So I
kept secret what I was preparing to do and held some distance toward friends.
I lived alone like a hermit in an isolated old house at the border of the
city, but unexpectedly I was always wearing nice shirt with tie like a
serious young gentleman going to work, and I tried to develop new circles of
friends, those much older than me.
On my list of selected disciplines I
found Mathematics on top. I was not so good in math but neither so bad,
therefore with all effort I could have a chance to obtain my degree. But the problem is would I like to have the
life of a mathematician? Certainly, knowledge in math could help me in life
but clearly my life is not for math.
Next disciplines were Literature and
History. Oh, certainly I loved studying in these fields. But I knew how hard
to make a normal living with these degrees. In life, I will continue to apply
self-learning in these fields, but I will not register with the university
for that. I was a real ronin, not being registered but often present in the
grand amphitheater for all kinds of lectures.
Politics! This field of studies was
very attractive to me because at my young age of that day who would not dream
to become famous one day in the future, gaining position of power. Moreover
the study of political sciences was relatively easy in my eyes, both in
theoretical conception and in factual description of events. I started to be
interested in this field of study and attended some political meetings,
seeing only the bright side of this discipline. One day I heard a retired
politician telling the following joke: Once a young boy told his father that he
hoped to become later a politician. The father said: Being a politician you
must be brave. The boy answered: Yes I am. The father smiled and said to the
boy: To show your strength, would you climb up to the top of this high wall
then jump down? Promptly the boy executed it and his fall hurt him, and he
complained loudly. The father, in conclusion, said: A politician would never believe anyone, even his father! Even it was a joke, it opened my eyes
wildly: A politician should not believe anyone, and then no one should
believe to what a politician says. It is sad to live in that kind of
profession. Then I found out that the political world has more dishonest guys
that respectable people. But the society needs them and they must be lying to
make people feel good when they are in power, and they also need to lie to
make people feel bad when they are in the opposition! That was my opinion when I was searching
for my way to start in life. From that day, in all my life I never have
registered in any political party, but I always have my own view about
important political events, knowing that if we don’t care about politics,
politics will care about us…. (to
be continued on POST 605, May 20, 2023)
Charles Phan Hoang Phan Hoàng (Canada March
28, 2023) www.clubmasterhoang.blogspot.com
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Takayama - The most beautiful and
Traditional Town in Japan
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TOP 10 Things to do in PRAGUE
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17 Most
Beautiful Countries in Europe
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