Reflective Essay: My First Vietnam War

In the middle 1960s, every male in America had to register for Selective Service Draft at age 18. He would then be eligible for the draft and could be inducted into the Army for a period of two years. If you were a college student, you could receive a deferment and would be able to finish college without the fear of being drafted. However, once finished with college, a students name would be put to the very top of the draft list and could be deployed at anytime. The anti-war movement was about young men being drafted and then sent into war that most Americans did not believe threatened the security of the US. The Vietnam War was America’s rebellious war, a war without popular support

The attackers were Islamic terrorist from Saudi Arabia and several other Arab nations (“9/11 Attacks”). 9/11 changed the ways I looked at life, for instance, how something drastic could happen and everything could be over in an instance. When I finally knew what truly happened that day, all I could think about was that how all of those innocent people had just died just for Osama Bin Laden to show to the United States what he stood for. 9/11 sparked many things that changed in the United States; one of those changes was a new President.

The horror of the assassination of JFK was recreated on the quiet Tuesday morning of September 11, 2001. When Islamic terrorists flew commercial airplanes into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. This changed everything, bringing the often underestimated threat of global terrorism into the minds of Americans everywhere. With president Bush declaring war on terrorism, the world is still fighting against these extremists to this day. It changed the lives of everyone, and is a global event, not just an American

Learning to fight for your life was easier than this. Though the life was difficult in itself nothing came close to the difficulty of watching someone you love walk away, it seemed to only get harder even if it was your fault in the end. Pushing people away was a specialty of his and when it actually worked it was earth shattering. The silence pointed out the flaws that he’d managed to go without noticing with her by his side but now they screamed at him yet again. He was back to the self-destructive, sacrificial, self-loathing creature he always was. Though he always knew his family was broken it wasn’t even close to this damaged. He wasn’t the only one that felt the loss, his brother had lost someone as well. It was a feeling in the air

It has been known that the Vietnam War affected many American soldiers who were involved in the war physically and psychologically. The Vietnam War was one of the most memorable wars in history. Many Americans’ lives lost for no objective at all. Chapter 10 informed us about how the Vietnam War started and what really happened during that time. It also gave us background information about Vietnam Veterans and nurses who were involved in the war and what they went through during the war. I had the opportunity to interview a Vietnam Veteran also.

People were coming out injured and screaming. I kept thinking about all my friends and family. Where were they and are they okay? My mom came and got me. It looked like she came out of the church because she was all dirty and full of dust. We rushed and left to go home as soon as possible. Police kept warning everyone to stay inside and to not let anyone outside. This all felt like a dream. I never thought this would happen. We sat and watched the news. The reporter said, “Twenty two people reported injured, and four dead.” I was shocked. Who were those four people, why did it have to be four people? Later on in the night my mom was making supper and the news reporter was going to release the names of the injured and dead. He started reading off names of the injured and then he got to the for dead. The reporter read “Addie Mae Collins 14, Denise McNair 11, Carole Robertson 14, Cynthia Wesley 14, all found dead in the basement restroom rubble.”. As soon as he read off the first name I could not stop crying. These were my friends from church. At that point, I was in trembling. I felt like the air was taken out of me.They were so young. Why did they have to die?

When I woke up everything was blurry and I could barely breath, then I started hearing noises like people talking the movement of materials and debris there were people crying and people laughing and I was happy to be alive then some firemen came over and lifted up the debris and materials of me and my son was alive, which made me happy. My son and I were rushed to the hospital where we were checked out but we only had a few minor burns, but I had a huge scrape on my arm. April 19 1995, was a very devastating day for me and my family, but at least I'm safe and so was my child. The news showed the devastation and what had happened today. FBI said they were doing to try their best to go and investigate and find out what or who caused the explosion, they suspect that is was the Islamic terrorists or some other big criminal that would do

I will always remember that moment. I was resting in a chair in the dining room at 8:40am of September 11, 2001. My family were gathered in the dining room for an early breakfast. My brother, Alex, was relaxing in the chair beside me. Also, my father, Chuck, was at the head of the table drinking his coffee with a touch of hazelnut and my mother, Judy, was seated next to him. In the room to the side of the dining room, the TV was powered on. Finally, at 8:45 a voice rang throughout the house.

From President Truman to President Nixon there was a belief that communism in Southeast Asia jeopardized American interests. President Johnson sent over a half million troops to mediate the civil war happening in Vietnam.

Sources A, B, C, E, H and I all support and say that the Americans

How effective were the Vietcong tactics of underground tunnels and booby traps in the Vietnam War?

When I turned 11-years-old my whole childhood began to change my life went from being perfect to everything but perfect. One day I came home to hear the news my father, my best friend; my hero was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer. Not knowing the struggle my family was about to take on I just began to cry. I had a million things running through my head what’s going to happen? Will everything be okay? Why him? What is going to happen? With all these things rushing through my head all I could do was cry not knowing this was least worse to come.

In the 1950's, the United States had begun to send troops to Vietnam and during the following 25-year period, the ensuing war would create some of the strongest tensions in US history. Almost 3 million US men and women were sent thousands of miles to fight for what was a questionable cause. In total, it is estimated that over 2 million people on both sides were killed.

The thunder roared outside my window as I wished I could go back in time and be little again when there was no responsibilities to fulfill, no homework to do, and when I was free. I looked down at my homework with hatred, knowing I’d have to finish pointless history sometime or another. I skimmed over the history book that was laying there taunting me. I slowly read the words trying to understand what I was supposed to be learning about. My eyes hurt and sleep was coming on, I could feel it. It was a war between me and my body, the battle was short and sleep won.

In this series of articles, the second one is based around how Vietnam was turned into a French colony