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Shape your coat according to your cloth.
I speak Vietnamese and conversational Spanish.
I only follow one party: the Vietnamese Party.
The fact is that the Vietnamese held Americans after 1973.
I embrace both my Vietnamese and American sides, 100 percent.
I cook Italian, Thai and Vietnamese, I've always liked to cook.
I got nothing against no Viet Cong. No Vietnamese ever called me a >.
And I come from a small Vietnamese family. We're really close too, all ten of us.
I'm Vietnamese and Chinese, and I am the year of the dragon in the Chinese zodiac.
We moved in to help the Vietnamese defend their country and confront the Viet Cong.
My parents always wanted me to learn about my culture and tried to make me eat Vietnamese food.
I grew up around Vietnamese refugees, around people who don't speak English as a first language.
Vietnamese must be made to feel that they are racial inferiors with no right to national identity.
Ho joined the French socialist party, the first Vietnamese to be a member of a French political party.
Indian IT services including digital economy and fin-tech sector have much to offer to Vietnamese growth.
I believe firmly in reconciliation among Vietnamese to avoid unnecessary shedding of the blood of Vietnamese.
The Vietnamese... wanted to assassinate me because they knew without me they could easily swallow up Cambodia.
I love roast dinners, simple avocado salads, spicy Vietnamese papaya salad, all fish and seafood, a good steak.
The way the Americans behaved created among the South Vietnamese a lot of habits, a lot of bad habits I would say.
I've been doing the Vietnamese nail lady impressions since my mom first took me to get my nails done when I was 12.
The daily coverage of the Vietnamese battlefield helped convince the American public that the carnage was not worth the candle.
What they fear, I think rightly, is that traditional Vietnamese society cannot survive the American economic and cultural impact.
There are several different traits that make up a person's identity. For me, being Vietnamese American is the entirety of who I am.
Every movement of mine was under the control of the Vietnamese government, a communist country. I was just a prisoner without walls.
I was with some Vietnamese recently, and some of them were smoking two cigarettes at the same time. That's the kind of customers we need!
Johnson had been the most powerful man in the world, yet the North Vietnamese and the Vietcong had resisted, overcome his power, broken his will.
The Vietnamese people deeply love independence, freedom and peace. But in the face of United States aggression they have risen up, united as one man.
The TPP will be good for the American economy, the Vietnamese economy, and the labor and environmental standards that make life better for our people.
The Iranians don't intimidate! They're like the Vietnamese and the Iraqis. You want to start a war with them? They'll still be fighting in fifty years!
I grew up speaking Vietnamese - that was my first language because my parents didn't speak any English, and I didn't learn English until I started school.
Vietnamese are very similar to the Chinese. They just can't sit on gold bars underneath their beds. Eventually, they will pull out their gold bars and invest.
Australia is an extraordinary country full of people who eat extraordinary food. There are Greeks, Italians, Vietnamese, Koreans, Chinese, Brits. It's so varied.
If the United States wants access to Chinese, Indian or Vietnamese markets, we must get access to theirs. U.S. protectionism is very subtle but it is very much there.
The Vietnamese see their history as an unending series of struggles of resistance to aggression, by the Chinese, the Mongols, the Japanese, the French, and now the Americans.
We are trying to remake Vietnamese society, a task which certainly cannot be accomplished by force and which probably cannot be accomplished by any means available to outsiders.
I'm a lapsed Zen Buddhist. I've read hundreds of books on Zen, I meditated daily for about fifteen years, and once spent a month studying with Vietnamese Zen monk Thich Nhat Hanh.
I was a Vietnamese kid with a mullet hair cut. I had all Westie mates, and, geez, a Vietnamese guy with a mullet doesn't work; no wonder I couldn't get a girlfriend for so many years.
My own people, the South Vietnamese, had been bombing trade routes used by the Viet Cong rebels. I had not been targeted, of course. I had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I love how Vietnamese cuisine always tastes like flowers, and how they had the ingenious idea of pairing that floral flavor with seafood: such a combination shouldn't work as well as it does.
And the Blue Angels are coming back to scare the local population. I remember seeing old Vietnamese women ducking under the benches in Washington Square; they thought they were back in the war.
And just as there was something of every Vietnamese in Ho Chi Minh so there is something of Ho Chi Minh in almost every present-day Vietnamese, so strong is his imprint on the Vietnamese nation.
My solution to the problem would be to tell the North Vietnamese Communists frankly that they've got to drawn in their horns and stop their aggression or we're going to bomb them into the stone age.
Seeing the B-52s dropped from planes, watching the burning of civilians with Agent Orange, reading about the incarceration of Vietnamese militants in cages only big enough for tigers made me furious.
I've always loved writing, and my heritage has been interesting, growing up in a bi-cultural family. My mother being Vietnamese and my father being French, it's like an East-West meeting in my house.
The argument that John F. Kennedy was a closet peacenik, ready to give up on what the Vietnamese call the 'American War' upon re-election, received its most farcical treatment in Oliver Stone's 'JFK.'
My dad and I had been close - he called me Tuyet Bang, Vietnamese for 'avalanche,' because of my nonstop energy. I took a lot from him, like being a risk taker, and I know how much he loved my mother.
My parents would dress us up in traditional Vietnamese clothing to go to school for heritage day. We have a Vietnamese nanny that my parents wanted us to have so we could stay in touch and know where we came from.
I grew up with white friends, Asian friends - Vietnamese, Chinese, Pacific Islanders. I had Hispanic friends, not just Mexican friends, but Guatemalan friends, Honduran friends, and we knew the difference, you know?
It's a myth that generally Asians are mostly vegetarians. The Japanese are the kings of red meat, but it's expensive. The Chinese and Vietnamese love their pork. Many Indians, especially the Muslims, can't live without their lamb.
A lot of women do stand-up as a gateway into acting, but I love stand-up, and to be a good stand-up, you have to go on the road a lot. It means going to places in America where they've never seen a Vietnamese person in their life.