I am grateful, as to where I am now. Mainly because my parents and grandparents, have suffered great hardships and loss during the Vietnam War. With the North and South feuding against each other, it was decided that they had to fled the country. The government of the South attempted to capture my father and uncles to fight against the communist, however, they were lucky enough to escape. Both sides of my family were lucky enough to get on a boat to seek refuge. With the boat landing at Singapore, the Singaporean government decided to ship my family to different countries that would accept them. This is where my family separated. My grandparents were sent to Australia, with my parents and relatives scattered all over Europe. With my brother and I, being Dutch born and Australian raised, it is now that I realized the depths of pride as to where I come from. Not only because, what my family has been through, but mainly because I now recognize my origins and how I got here. With distant relations with my relatives overseas, due to the lack of communication, it makes me question our future family tree. With my European relatives adapted to the European culture, and my relatives here in Australia, being adapted to a multicultural culture it puts great sadness for me, as the next generations of our family would have died in historical culture and language. With distant cousins and unknown nieces and nephews, it has made me surpass the situation and accept the reality of it all.