There are no excuses, however, I'd like to give this newly published Vietnamese newspaper article credit for pushing me in posting this update.... today as opposed to.. who knows....
OK. Well, this article has nothing to do with an "intimate relationship" nor has it to do with taking a "shirt off ?"
Google Translate FAIL. However the rest does make sense; the article is about my new and unexpected life in Saigon, and how I try to help underprivileged children by volunteering and offering weekly dance classes, more specifically to the girls of the Little Rose Shelter (a shelter for girls who are at high risk of abuse).
I will post an English version here when possible. Now I need my mother's help in translating the harder words..... which is pretty much 3/4 of the article ... he heh.....
Now for an UPDATE:
Sadly my back injury is a much bigger issue than previously perceived.
As I continued on with my rather busy and fulfilled life in Saigon, teaching belly dance fusion classes, volunteering at the girls shelter and occasionally at the hospital, belly dancing at an Arabic themed cafe, taking private ballet classes with a Vietnamese ballerina (!!), all while teaching English, my back was only getting worse. Well DUH you may wonder....
Yah you're right, but it was difficult for me to let go when I worked so damn hard to get to that point! But as my father and many others have drilled in my head: HEALTH COMES FIRST.
So bit by bit, I had to let go of all my accomplishments... and the hardest part was feeling like I let people down, especially those who called me "teacher".
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I'm giving a dance workshop at the Ung Buu Hospital for children with cancer.
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After a hard dance practice at the Little Rose Shelter, the girls and I let loose for the camera.
Just moments earlier, journalist Nhu Lich, happened to be having dinner with a social worker and saw the girls and I dance which got her interested in interviewing me... hence the article :) |
Western doctors, Vietnamese doctors, medication, complete bed rest.... nothing has worked. Sandra was once again forced to do an unexpected move; return home to Canada for treatment. ( Although... my last couple of weeks of acupuncture did help a bit).
One fateful afternoon, a clueless stranger took my "back-ginity" away.... and now he puts the cherry on top and sends me home.
But of course, every cloud has a silver lining.
And this one, I decided, is going to be a thick one. Not only do I get to see my beloved family and close friends, but my home-ridden self has also used this abundance of time to work on an abandoned past project... mentioned in my 1st blog (3rd paragraph)