
Nguyen
Manh Trinh |
NGUYEN MANH TRINH [NMT]: Please
tell us your life history.
NGO THE VINH [NTV]:
I was born in 1941 in Thanh Hoa
province. That's not where my family originally comes from, but
a place where my father was teaching school then. I graduated
from Saigon University's Faculty of Medicine in 1968. During my
medical training, I joined the editorial staff, initially as
general secretary, then as editor-in-chief, of the monthly
magazine Tinh Thuong (Compassion) produced by students of
the Faculty from 1963 until the magazine was suspended
in 1967. |
After graduation, I served as Chief Surgeon of the 81st
Airborne Ranger Group. Some years later, I received special
training in Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation at Letterman
Hospital in San Francisco. Upon returning to Vietnam, I worked
at the Military Medical College. After 1975, I was imprisoned
in different re-education camps for three years. I then
returned to Saigon where, after a time lapse, I worked at the
School of Physiotherapy and the Saigon Rehabilitation Center.
In 1983, I arrived in the United
States, where I underwent five years of re-education – with a
difference this time: it was voluntary – the aim of which was to
become qualified to practice medicine in my adopted country. In
the beginning, I volunteered as an orderly at a hospital and did
some odd jobs for minimum wages after normal working hours.
Eventually I succeeded in becoming an intern, then a resident
physician in SUNY Downstate at Brooklyn, New York.
Subsequently, I was certified by the American Board of Internal
Medicine, and at present I work at a hospital in Southern
California.
NMT : How did you begin your
literary career? Are there noteworthy memories associated with
it?
NTV :
My father was a teacher of
literature. At an early age I already had good opportunities to
read books, mainly from my father's book case. My father died a
year after the 1954 mass migration to the South, when he
returned for the second time to Hue city where he taught at Khai
Dinh high school. He was survived by my mother, my two elder
brothers, and myself. I left home early, and lived in a
university dormitory as soon as I got out of high school. A
whole new world was opened to me then, with so many
contradictions between dreams and reality. Against such a
backdrop, May Bao (Storm Clouds, 1963), my debut novel,
was written and completed when I was twenty-one. It carries
many dreams and aspirations for the future, and unwittingly it
also prefigures a journey full of hardship whose desired
destination is never reached.
The one notable memory in relation
to the "Storm Clouds" manuscript during that time involved the
Ministry of Information where, for the first time ever, I was
lectured to like a school kid by the Chairman of the Censorship
Committee. He told me about the responsibilities expected of a
writer who is obligated to reflect the bright side of society,
not the wrong dark side of it. Naturally my own view of writing
differed from his, and time has done little to alter this.
NMT : You were a student much
involved in political activity, a doctor serving in a
battle-tested corps of the ARVN, and a writer who up to the
present has remained deeply concerned for the lot of the
homeland. How have those different "beings", or different roles
influenced your way of thinking and your style of writing?
NTV :
While still a student, like my peers
I was mindful of social issues. I believe that aspirations and
struggle for social equality is a dream shared by youths. Of
course it's never a simple matter to find a path to reach that
dream. Inevitably from different perspectives and from diverse
ways of action arise confrontations and varying persuasions. In
a general sense, allowing oneself to merge into that common flow
of socially-concerned activities can be construed as involvement
in politics. However, if politics is defined in terms of
opposing cliques and sides, then I have not participated in it,
and will not want to allow myself to walk that thorny path.
To choose medicine from among
different fields of study is often likened to committing oneself
to being "a student for life". But then, whether you like it or
not, you must graduate after seven years of study and put an end
to your student life, and, under circumstances then prevailing,
become a military doctor like myself. At the time of my
graduation, the Vietnam War was at its height, and a few doctors
on the battle front had been killed. Even as a requisitioned
doctor, I chose to serve in the Vietnamese Special Forces whose
area of operation was the Central Highlands. The choice stemmed
from a predestined affinity between myself and the Thuong
peoples, an affinity that had been formed back in my student
days.
So you can see, all those different
"beings" are but one, a consistent one at that, marking
different passages of my life.
NMT : How do you see the
difference between a doctor writer and a writer doctor? Which
of the two designations is more suitable in your case?
NTV :
A few days immediately after I had
carried a rucksack to join my battalion, two of its companies
were mobilized to reinforce a friendly unit. As a rule, only
the medics attached to the companies and a medical assistant
officer were required at that level of military operation.
However, at the airport, the Major who commanded our battalion
asserted his authority over me through a brief verbal order,
"First-lieutenant, get your equipment ready and join the
operation today." He emphatically addressed me only by my
rank. In any event, I had prepared myself for such a call to
action, therefore I was very calm and actually took pleasure in
participating for the first time in a smooth and full-fledged
operation. Though a military career was not my choice, I
understood very early on how military life should be conducted.
In my opinion, the most important issue is self-discipline.
A number of my colleagues make a
clear distinction between lieutenant-doctor and
doctor-lieutenant. But that was not an issue to me then, nor is
it now. No matter which way that Major chose to address me, I
remained the surgeon whose responsibility was to take care of
the soldiers in my unit. I think by that little episode I've
answered your question relative to whether one should call me a
doctor writer or a writer doctor. Whichever manner one combines
the words to designate an author, such a designation by no means
assures the literary quality of his work, even when we're
talking about the work of an established writer, don't you
agree?
NMT : Is there reciprocal
support or conflict of interest between profession and
predestinate career, like between the profession of a medical
doctor and the career of a writer?
NTV :
Since I like both my medical
profession and my writing career, for me they are supportive of
each other. In my medical practice, everyday I'm in touch with
those selves that are not myself. I face not only sicknesses
but also the sick, each with his own circumstances, and the
rapport sometimes would give me the benefit of accompanying them
to climb up the steep slope of life and death which confronts
each of them at a different time in their life.
Previously, writers in North Vietnam
were on the national payroll and thus financially supported by
the government to do field work in factories and mines and in
the countryside, so as to gather material for their writing.
Whether you like it or not, the medical profession is not
markedly different from daily rounds of field work where
experiences and emotions are aplenty, piling up, waiting for
expression. Unfortunately, I have little time to write about
them. In my case, the conflict between a medical profession and
literary creation lies in a very tight and unbalanced schedule.
NMT : When writing, do you ever
ask yourself what you write for? Among your characters there
are many soldiers of truly modest low rank. Is it your view
that they represent those in the Vietnam War who most deserved
mention?
NTV :
I only felt the need to write when
inspired by a certain situation that moved me. For example, the
story entitled 'A former ARVN Medical Corpsman' was prompted by
an occasion after 1975 when I met a former medic. Having been
discharged from the army, ironically, he stepped on a mine in
his family's rice field and lost one of his feet. That
courageous sergeant had survived so many fierce battles, many
times being inserted into enemy territory to come out unscathed;
but after the war was over, he was dealt such a terrible fate.
I remember that during the meeting, we didn't have much to say
other than reminding each other to take care of ourselves.
Through his voice and the way he looked at me, it seemed that he
had not abandoned his habitual penchant for forgetting himself
while caring for the welfare of others, including me, treating
me exactly the same way he had done, when I was his superior.
I hope to be able to write more
about such ordinary but also significant people who fought the
Vietnam War. You may say that writing is to liberate oneself
from memories, but in actuality it's to relive the emotions a
second time. That's happiness, but also hard work. And there's
always joy during the process of creation, not only in the
completion of a manuscript.
NMT : For further elaboration,
what is your aim when writing? To become famous, to express
your feelings and emotions, to share your ideas and thoughts
with others, or…what?
NTV :
To me fiction represents life
circumstances as viewed through the prism of the imagination of
the writer. Every author hopes that his readers participate in
the life of his work. Having your writing unread is no
different from displaying a painting to no viewing audience.
Despite the fact that once a work is completely written and
published, it has its own destiny and its own journey out there
in the public domain, what we call feedback from the audience –
how they share or respond to ideas and feelings in the work –
cannot but exert some impact on the author.
When entering the literary arena, I
was not blessed with the same experience enjoyed by many other
writers, namely to start with publication in newspapers and
journals of a number of short stories, from there to be
encouraged further in creative writing until being recognized as
an author. Indeed, I had not had any short story published
before "Storm Clouds", my first novel, was completed. And even
then the motive for writing had nothing to do with the illusion
of seeking fame. Fame in this case is like a medal to a
soldier: if he is courageous when engaging in battle, certainly
it's not because he's motivated by a wish to gain a medal.
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