My
second brother Sing had a different story. My father arranged for him to escape
Vietnam more than once. My father paid $40,000 for a deposit with a friend
but at the end they took the deposit and ran. My father arranged for him a
second time and this time he needed to escape twice. My father paid $850,000
for him to escape this time. Sing left Vietnam when he was 18 years old but
failed. Somehow he couldn’t connect to his ship and got sent back home. I
remembered he came home with his whole body wet and filled with sand. He said
they dumped him on Long Hai beach and he didn’t even know how he managed to make
it home. He sat on the staircase and cried. He said to our mother: “I will
never go again.” So we hid him for a few more months on the roof top. Every
time the local police came to search for the young male in each household, my
parents worries became out of control. The hiding place was on the roof top but
he needed to crawl over with a thin wobbly bamboo ladder. Once he was over on
the other side of the roof top we removed the ladder. He made the escape again
when he was 19 years old. He was lucky to reach Hong Kong. At least Kong was
already there. My father again sent more US dollars to his friends and our
cousins in Hong Kong hoping they would look after the two young boys but the
money was never given to my brothers.
Kong
was furious with our father’s decision. He said why trust other people compared
to your own sons but they could not understand our father’s worries. Our father
actually worried that if they had money, they might do drugs and alcohol. Kong is
still upset to this day. He will not forgive our father for not trusting them.
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