8: Getting My Daughter Home From Vietnam

I’ve spent the last week trying to get my daughter out of Vietnam. She was teaching at a private elementary school with 200 Canadian teachers there, and they’d been told to ignore the Canadian Government’s warnings and pretty much to jeopardize their health and their lives for the school. In order to get my daughter out I spent four nights, all nights without sleep, talking to the Canadian Consulate, to my MP, to a million travel agents… I spent $8,000 Canadian dollars, which I don’t have to buy a plane ticket… I got her on the last or second last flight out.

As she was leaving she and some of the other teachers were sent to this place they call an “Isolation Camp”… it’s very scary… it’s a very different way of public health… anyway, we had a pretty mad escape plan that worked, and she finally arrived two days ago. I was scared that she wasn’t going to get out… it was just crazy and complicated… I’m very relieved that she’s here, but she’s kind of in a post-traumatic position right now, so that’s kind of been my focus… but we’re both very relieved that she’s healthy.

Art inspired by this confession…