A seaside afternoon

January 21, 2009 12:07

The road to Lach Van is filled with the scent of the sea - the scent of dried fish, fish sauce and even the fish grills. The footsteps of women and mothers are bustling towards the boat dock. The boats have just returned and are preparing to set sail. The fishermen of the fishing village are making plans to "go out" together, making the creek buzz.

Nguyen Van Chau - born in 1973 - owner of two 48 horsepower boats, is preparing fishing gear with his brothers for a new trip. He said that the boats are "fishing", so they have to rush out to sea to seize the opportunity, just returned yesterday, and now they have to leave immediately. Chau's fleet goes out every 5 days and comes back once, each time they bring back 2-3 tons of fish. After deducting expenses, the profit is about 3-5 million VND per trip. His wife, children, along with Ms. Hai, Ms. Nu... all came out to see their husbands off, lingering and affectionately beside the men on the stormy sea. It's been a long time since they've come back, and they're leaving immediately. It's so cold, it's cold at home under the blanket, let alone at sea, having to stay up all night to pull and release the fish! Chau is 37 years old but has been at sea for over 20 years. He spends more time at sea than at home. The times he comes home for a long time, are mainly on days when the sea is rough. Every day at home, my stomach is hotter than a fire because I have to pay the salaries of 8 crew members who go with me every month, so as soon as the sky brightens, I set off immediately. Usually, when the sun sets at the mouth of the creek, after a quick dinner with my family, Chau and his crew sail for about 15 hours straight to the Gulf of Tonkin to fish. In the middle of the vast sea and sky, the whole crew pulls the fish up, sorts the fish, breaks the rocks, marinates the fish, turns the engine, releases the fish again, pulls until their hands are tired, then cooks, releases the fish again... They do it continuously until the boat is full of fish... Hung - a crew member who goes with Chau's boat said: in winter, the hardest part is when the boat's propeller gets stuck in algae and trash, and can't turn, the crew has to take turns taking off all their clothes, jumping in to remove all the trash. Some people come ashore so cold, they turn purple, faint, the crew has to light a fire to warm themselves up, and then they can breathe again to regain consciousness. Catching a fish of the sea is not simple. The young men in the village have to practice "hardening the waves" to go to sea, some people have to spend a whole month to get used to it. The fishing boats of Dien Chau fishermen are mostly small, with only a small compartment to hold fish and sleeping space for a few people. At night, they have to take turns napping to pull fish. Everyone here knows that when there is no more rice in the house, no more money, the sea is the one that gives people a life. The sea has never refused anyone a living. Men like Chau, who grew up not having to "go to sea" but Chau knows that clinging to the sea is not only for his own life, but also for the survival of the whole village, the whole commune. Everything depends on the fish, everyone waits for the sea. Not only the wife waits for her husband, the children wait for their father, but also the villagers, the processors, the buyers, the fish sellers, the ice shops, the oil shops, the tomato shops, the MSG shops... all wait. Everyone waits for the fish to come back from the sea before they can "go up" to follow.

To have a pair of boats like Chau's, it is necessary to invest about 300 million VND, and most of it is borrowed from relatives. People here want to build big boats, but the canals are not navigable. The canals are small and shallow, and there are many boats, so it is not easy to go in and out. People said that this year, they are lucky to have the State support fishermen with fuel money, to cover the costs, so all boats are actively going out to sea. No one wants to rest when Tet is coming, there are so many things to buy, but everything depends on the fish. When the boats are about to set sail, the shore is also bustling with trucks carrying oil, rocks, charcoal, white rice, and green vegetables to the boats. There are everything, socks, clothes, pickles, fish sauce, salt... The cold at sea is probably only felt by couples who go to sea...


...1 pm at Nam Lach Van wharf. Ships returned in droves like swallows flying over the sea. Group after group eagerly arrived at the shore. This was a fleet of ships that went out in the morning, returning in the afternoon. There were probably two or three hundred ships, all urgently looking for a way to enter the wharf. Fish were hurriedly carried ashore. Squid, shrimp, fresh mackerel, anchovies, and anchovies were dumped onto the cement floor. Thousands of people were waiting to buy and select fish. Everyone wanted to do it quickly, move quickly so that the fish would be the freshest, and be sold at the market for the best price. Mrs. Sau, a woman in Chien Thang - Dien Bich hamlet, excitedly said: "I select squid for the owner to send to China, and I earn 60,000 VND a day. There are a lot of toothfish this year!". On the wharf, on the boats, there was excitement and bustle. The squid were steamed and dried right next to them and then sent to the markets. Fresh shrimp and fish were wriggling in the joy of a good fishing season. All of this was here! Now I understand why the boat dock holds the people of my hometown so tightly. I understand why the seafaring profession has attracted so many generations of people, deeply attached to the bustling sounds and the strong fishy smell of the sea.


The ship left, and the worries were deep in the hearts of those who stayed behind. I realized that when I sat on a bicycle following Ms. Thuy - Mr. Chau's wife back home. The newly built 2-storey house was quite spacious. Ms. Thuy said that they had saved up for nearly ten years to build it. For a young couple like Chau - Thuy, having such a house in the center of Dien Bich commune is a dream. The husband is diligent and hardworking, the wife is resourceful and thrifty, the three children are healthy and well-behaved. She invited me to have dinner with her and her children, a neat meal with fresh fish, meat and vegetables. She boasted: "I caught the fish. Bring the best ones back for you and your children." She recalled that they had been in love since they were young, with so many memories, but one time she almost lost him. That was when they were at sea in a strong wind, he went out to lower the sail and was knocked down into the sea by the mast. It was dark, and no one on the ship knew. So he kept swimming, swimming until he was exhausted... Luckily, a Thanh Hoa ship saw him and rescued him and brought him to the shore of Quynh Lap. But he was not afraid of the sea, and could not stay far from the sea. Then, thanks to God, he became more and more prosperous...


Despite the hardship, talented people who dare to think and dare to do all have food and property. Now, walking through the seafood processing village of Ngoc Van - located in the center of Dien Bich commune, with many two- and three-story houses with new blue and red tiled roofs, we can clearly see that the lives of coastal people are getting better and better. From the fish caught, households on the shore have collected and processed the famous Van Phan fish sauce. Ms. Luan Thu - a household specializing in processing fish sauce that buys hundreds of tons of fish for fishermen each year said: the fish in Lach Van is the freshest, so the delicious fish sauce is sold throughout the North. Many households have become rich quickly. The two hamlets of Hai Dong and HaiMaleDien Bich commune has nearly 500 people who work in the sea and dozens of rich households. Those who are unemployed and hired to go to sea are also paid at least one and a half million a month.


The rich sea has given the people of the coastal villages a more and more prosperous life. Dien Bich - Kim - Thanh - Ngoc... the hamlets of Hai Dong, Ngoc Bich... the names read like the eternal wishes of the coastal people, so precious, so beautiful. Generations of fishing villages are all imbued with gratitude from the sea. Men of fishing villages like Mr. Chau, Mr. Hung, Mr. Hoan... have followed their ancestors' careers, preserving for the village a traditional profession - a profession that brings life to many other professions.


One afternoon by the sea, I felt my heart warm again in the bitter cold of the changing seasons and the end of the year; because, I had a moment to live and feel the hardships of making a living, the gratitude of the fishing village people to the sea.

Late Winter 2008


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