by | Aug 6, 2016 | Uncategorized
5 years ago, while I was working in my uncle’s hotel in Aleppo, we had an Australian guest called David come to stay. One day, he broke his leg when he fell on the street. As a result, I went to the hospital and later, I brought him back to the hotel and took care of...
by nhoa | Jul 16, 2016 | Uncategorized
In early 1975, there was still very little bombing in Saigon. Although my father was a well known politician, I was protected from the realities of the war, as my parents always kept us wrapped in cotton wool – I was 18 years old, and preparing to go to France to go...
by nhoa | Jul 14, 2016 | Uncategorized
(2/2) I’ve never found the way I looked to be an impediment. For example, I found a job as an engineer really quickly after I finished uni. But there were always little things that happened. People would ask questions like, ‘Where are you from?’ And I’d say,...
by nhoa | Jul 13, 2016 | Uncategorized
(1/2) Our family is very nomadic. My kids are first generation Australian, I’m first generation English, my mum’s first generation Ugandan and although my dad was born in India, he moved to Malaysia when he was a kid. Then he moved to England in his early 20s, where...
by nhoa | Jul 9, 2016 | Uncategorized
5 years ago, while I was working in my uncle’s hotel in Aleppo, we had an Australian guest called David come to stay. One day, he broke his leg when he fell on the street. As a result, I went to the hospital and later, I brought him back to the hotel and took care of...
