My trip home

My trip home. <Tab/>"There it was", I though as I glanced out through the airplane's window, Saigon was the last city I saw be fore I escaped fifteen years ago. My heart was racing as the plan made its landing. This would be my first trip home since coming to America. <Tab/>My plane landed midday in the hot, humid summer time at Saigon International Airport. …showed first 75 words of 744 total…

…showed last 75 words of 744 total…when following your dream." For a moment I felt love and peace embracing me, then with sadness, I realized, he was already gone. <Tab/>After returning to America, I realized what opportunities "the land of the free" promised. I realized I haven't tried as hard as I can to pursue my dream. The trip truly made me a stronger person. Now, at age 30; I attend college to get a better education.