It must be awful to have been thrust into a
dangerous foreign land. For those young American men it was indeed a traumatic
experience. When you arrive in a place like that, the first few weeks would be
just horrible. You don’t know anyone and the environment is so different that
you have troubles all the time. Over time, though, one would get used to the
customs and environment. The soldiers have no choice but to rely on each other.
However in an environment like battlefields…I doubt anyone would get completely
used to it, like falling asleep with guns firing around you. If you do, you
could be killed. After years of war, people just go insane.
I hate to bring up my experience in PAS again, I
really do. Why does every topic remind me of it? ...I guess it’s because I have
lived just fifteen years and that’s the only major “life-turning” event ever
happened to me. Anyways, it does have a large impact on me and I can still
remember how awkward it was at first. Fortunately, my mother and my sister were
both present during my hardest times. I feel like I couldn’t have made it
without them. So I guess it’s not entirely just me, alone, fighting aimlessly
in a shocking new world. I did have people to support me and guide me. From
this point, I couldn’t help but feel even worse for the soldiers in Vietnam.
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