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| Name: | Ngocdiem41@yaho |
| IP & Posted by: | 203.162.117.60 on August 1, 2002 at 3:38am | | Updated by: | February 25, 2010 at 7:25pm | | Gender: | Female | | Age: | 55 | | Height: | 5 Feet 0 Inches (152 cm) | | Weight: | 110 lbs (50 kg) | | Body Type: | Average |
| From City: | Nha Trang | | State/Province: | Washington | | Zip: | ngocdiem41@yaho | | Country: | Viet Nam |
| Religion: | Catholic |
| Education: | MA/MS/MBA | | Occupation: | English teacher & tran | | Smoker: | Non-smoker |
| Drinker: | Not drink at all |
| Marital Status: | Single | | My goal: | Long goal,friendship.
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GETTING OVER A MISFORTUNE
A misfortune happened to a charming girl �?? student at the age of eighteen, Diem Ngoc Nguyen: Once she got a bad cold , and had to be hospitalized at Hue Hospital, Vietnam. Her sciatic nerve was injected by a medical student even if he did not do it on purpose, and her legs have beenpletely paralyzed since then. She had to lie in the hospital without move for many months. She has be a handicap since she was very young. Her wishes, ambitions and so forth of her life were ended by a fate- injection. For Ngoc Diem it was an extremely terrible event. Even if her parents had sold everything in their house for her treatment, but their efforts were in vain: Her legs were smaller and smaller because she had to suffer from muscular atrophy. They becameplete useless.
After leaving the hospital, she had to begin to practise walking on a pair of crutches. All her steps were her extraordinary efforts to fight against her hurt which bit every cell of her body. Her falls were too many to count: They crushed her head, bruized her face, twisted her arms and so on, but she did her best to stand up with extremely acute pain. It took Ngoc Diem a long time and much energy to subdue her pair of crutches. Next , thanks to her teachers�?? and friends�?? mobilization, as well as her parents�?? special encouragement, she kept on going to school. After four years, she got a graduation from Hue University: Bachelor of excellent English.
Yet in her situation how could she apply for a job? She knew that she could not live at her parents�?? expense her lifetime, so she planned a concrete way for her future: She would be an English �?? teacher, translator, and interpreter. From this realization she tried to improve her English level and Vietnamese literature better for teaching and translation. Many students wanted to test her level so they came to her house to learn. After a short time of learning, she was transmitted by her students. Soon her house where she was living with her parents was always full of students. In accordance with her speech: Up to now her students have been over two thousand. Among them: Bachelors, Masters of Arts of English.
From her unlucky fate, she is with the other handicaps with her heart and soul (sympathizes with the unlucky). She says, �??Anyway I am luckier than the others because I can work, and earn money to make my living by myself while there are so many people who are unluckier than I am !�?� So she does her best to help them. A special concrete example: In 1997 with a membership of the Red Cross Association of Nha Trang City, Viet Nam, she got in touch with�?� Hope Haven International Ministries�?� directly, (a Charitable Organization in the United States), she asked this Organization for over one hundred wheel chairs to help handicaps in Khanh Hoa Province, Viet Nam. In accordance with her statement: At first, she was invited to be translator for this charitable Organization �?? Wheels for Humanity�?� when they came to work in Khanh Hoa (wheel chair distribution). After knowing this Mission�??s purpose: Investigating the handicaps�?? situations to list wheel chair distribution, Ngoc Diem was extremely enthusiastic. In accordance with the Mission�??s instruction, she had alreadye to many addresses where there were objects who needed wheel �?? chairs to help them make their papers, forms. It was a task for a handicap like Ngoc Diem: She rented a tricycle (cyclo), and ploughed a lonely furrow everywhere: From winding lanes at Dong De to extremely deep nooks and crannies at Binh Tan to look for families which had suitable standard: Handicaps such as: poor, lame of one leg,pletely paralyzed (legs) who could not walk. After instructing them toplete their papers, she translated them from Vietnamese into English .Next, a lot of handicaps who were too poor to afford theirs papers, she helped them with her own money she earned by teaching and translation send their applications to the U.S.A �?? Hope Haven International Ministries�?�, a charitable Organization in the United States �?? Wheels for Humanity�?�. Reckoning: An application cost about 20,000D. When she did not have any money for sending the handicaps�?? applications to the United States, she had to borrow money , and paid 10 % interest/month because she has not had any fund.
Later over 100 wheel chairs were sent, and distributed to the handicaps. Each wheel chair costs: nearly two millionD. This was a present for the unlucky that they did not dare to long for all their lives. Thanks to the wheel chairs, many unlucky people have changed their lives. They make their living by themselves in peddling lottery tickets, newspapers, cigarettes, post-cards and so forth. Many disabled persons have been able to go out under the sunshine since they got the wheel chairs. They are sincere to thank everybody. They thank Ngoc Diem especially: Those days she not only did not earn money from teaching or translation, but also general expenses for tricycle rent, papers, stamps, and so on cost her so much as her sum of money she earned ie in a month . We can not value her human feeling unless we see her, and know how hard she walks on her crutches ! She states, �??I am so happy to bring happiness and delights to everyone. For me one�??s life is meaning when one makes the others happy, and on the contrary one�??s life is unmeaning when one makes the others unhappy. So whenever I make the others happy, I myself feel happy, too because I consider the others�?? happiness is mine. As a handicap, so I sympathize with whom who have the same fates. This is why I love them as myself, and how honored I am ready to forget myself for them because �??The consecration of a whole life to single object�??�?�. �??He who loses wealth loses much; he who loses a friend loses more; but he who loses his courage loses all�?�,�?� All men have a mind which cannot bear to see the sufferings of others�?�, �?�An optimist sees an opportunity in everycalamity; a pessimist sees a calamity in everyopportunity�?�, �?�Life is measured by thought and action, not by time�?�, �??Where there is a will there is a way�?�
Ngoc Diem says with her glistening eyes, and her face brightens up with a smile while she is telling this story.
Besides, Ngoc Diem is a positive member of the Association for Vietnamese handicapped children�??s relief of Khanh Hoa Province, Vietnam.
The Red Cross Association of Nha Trang City ,Vietnam, The Vietnamese Blind�??s Association of Khanh Hoa Province, Vietnam, and she has already passed the examination as a translator for �?? Medecins Sans Frontières�?� Belgium. �??Doctors without Borders�?� a charitable clinic of Belgium.
She is willing to be present whenever she is needed. Her main work is: following the International Charitable Associations to translate and interpret documents. She works as a membership, it means she is not paid for her work, or she gets a symbolic pay. For all of these Organizations�?? Associations�?� are so poor, but the number of helped and needed handicaps is extremely great.
Instead of have her dresses and skirts sewn, in her rare spare time, Ngoc Diem does them to save money to buy gifts for offering to orphans in her city on holidays in order to relieve sufferance of these pitiful children .Of course she sews them by hand .She designs finical and elaborate dresses as well as skirts by herself. As to her, it is a helpful entertainment after devoting herself to her classes for many hours. It is a delight in her busy life.
Many years have already passed, but a smile is always on her lips. This is how Ngoc Diem has got over her unlucky fate!
Phuong Nga, journalist.
SCIENCE and LIFE Magazine No 81
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STANDING ON ONE�??S LEGS
By Duy Thao
KIEN THUC NGAY NAY
( Magazine of Knowledge For Today)
No: 478
In Nha Trang City, a lot of people know about an English �??teacher : a handicap. Yes, this is Miss Diem(ziem) Ngoc Nguyen !Not only making living for herself,but Miss Diem Ngoc Nguyen is positive to take part in charitable activities in order to help the other unlucky handicaps . Diem got in touch with �?? International Wheel Chair Foundation : Hope Haven International Ministries �?? directly to ask them for over one hundred wheel chairs to help Khanh Hoa Province and the other provinces , Vietnam.Besides she is also a
positive member of the Association of Vietnamese Handicapped Children�??s Relief, the Vietnamese Blind�??s Association of Khanh Hoa Province, Vietnam, the member of the Red Cross Association of Nha Trang City, Vietnam.a volunteer of the Health and Education Center For Disabled Children of Khanh Hoa Province, Vietnam.
She has already passed an Examination as a Medical Translator for �?? Medicins Sans Frontieres �?? Belgium �?? Doctors Without Borders �??. Her job is an interpreter and translator when the International Missionse to Nha Trang City. She translates necessary documents , and she also has pluralism in preparing programs of activities ,preparing plans of project developments and so forth �?�
Yet , in order to have achievement nowadays, Diem Ngoc Nguyen had to endure a stage which was full of extreme hardship .If without bravery and extraordinary energy, she would have been sure to drop it. Here is Ngoc Diem�??s story , �?? I was healthy after birth like the other girls .At the age of eighteen : Once I had a bad cold , and had to be hospitalized . My sciatic nerve
was injected by a medical student so my legs have beenpletely paralyzed since then !!! My life has been bound to my wooden crutches !
Neverthless , thanks to my parents�?? devoted care , I got a diploma from Hue Normal University : Bachelor of Excellent English after four years . Yet, after my graduation because of my disability , I was unable to find a job in my city.
An eldest child in a poor family which belonged to the working class with eleven children so even if I was a handicap, willy-nilly I had to find any way to look for the not only for myself but also helped my parents bring up ten children .
I put my graduation-diploma in my wardrobe .Day after day I dragged my feet on my wooden crutches , and knocked at the doors of offices ,areas of production �?� to find out the job. Everywhere I got uneasy eyes with determined nod . At last an enterprise produced handicraft of fine arts very sympathized with my circumstances so they let me be a novice . Every early morning I walked on my wooden crutches ,and dragged my steps to the factory which was away from my house over two kilometers .
Those days my disabled legs did not feel ( but nowadays they can feel good). They twisted themselves , and they always seemed to fall down. Not only once my weak wooden crutches could not hold my heavy body so I fell down on streets ! Passers- by ran to raise me up .The whole of my body trembled ,my hands were scratched , and they oozed blood. I leaned back against a wall of a certain house, I desired only wish : Lying down for good. If only I should not have to stand up ! I should not have to go on dragging in these dirty and rumpled clothes in front of eyes those were both curious and sympathetic of the passers- by ! If only I should not have had to have bend my back to sit down during ten hours in this factory with a tole- roof which was as hot as an oven �??coal to be careful to knit�?� la buong�?� ( a kind of leaf that looks like palms, but they were longer than this )when my pain often came suddenly to persecute my bony body under thirty kilos! But then I stood up ,and gnashed to keep on stepping forward�?� Yet my efforts were in vain ! At the end of my course of vocation , I was a novice who was sacked first. Although my product was so nice, and it was ensured by technical standard . But since my sequela so my hands always sweated , my sweat stuck my product ,and made it dirty . How hopeless I had been before I wandered to knocked at the doors of the other addresses ! Then an endeavoring one�??s utmost to process embroiderring enterprise admitted me being a novice. Yet ,final result was also sad like the last time : My product did not fulfil their demands because it was stuck by my sweat �?�
Then one day passing by a pharmacy , I flashed a view through my mind : Selling medicine . At that time medicine was rare . In order to have it for selling at a market , everyday I had to drag my disabled legs to the pharmacies in my city. I often stood at a certain empty corner , and was patient to wait for clients for many hours who were lucky to have prescriptions from hospitals . When they were bringing their medicine out of the pharmacies , I dragged my disabled legs beside them, and insisted them to sell me some .I often met kind people who were willing to share me with it when they sympathized with me ,and pitied my skinny , disabled appearance . In the afternoons I brought that little medicine to the market to sell in order to get some Vietnam dong of interest .In using my body �??disability to make my living was not different from a beggar . But at that time I did not have any other choices but it. Yet, sometimes it was windy ,and it rained cats and dogs made me slip and fall down. When I crep to an electric wire pole to hold to stand up , my body was wet through the skin. All of my body was smeared and dirty . It was worse : My precious pills were lost .
Returning home, I had a bad cold, and was bed-ridden . In my delirium , I called our clement God in a subdued voice toe to bring me with Him.
When opening my eyes, beside me there were sad, afraid and wide open eyes of my younger sisters and younger brothers so willy-nilly I had to try to get up, indeed! Yet more than once , I searched a packet of rat poison my mother used to lure rats under part of my bed. I picked it up, and looked at it for a long time . I meditated a while then I put it away .How easy it was to be dead but it was also extremely coward ! Gradually buying /selling medicine was not effective any more. One reason :For the pharmacies got accustomed to me . The other one : The clients could not share me with their precious medicine for ever. There was only one way : I had toe back home to think another way to make my living : Once in a pile of waste paper my mother brought home (she sold /bought bottles and waste paper ), I found English books . I felt them , I turned the paper over again and again .Then they flashed a view through my mind : I shall be a translator �?� !
Yet , my poor knowledge I learned at school could not satisfy demands of the translator .I needed to learn more . It needed much paper and ink to learn a foreign language . Unfortunately I did not have money to buy them. I chose the paper from the pile my mother bought which was blank I kept for writing . For the ink , I had a try at making up the ink for writing : I stood written paper in a brass basin of water . The ink would dissolve . It took me a long time to cook it at my kitchen to get solution | | Looking For: | |
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