A cup of hot water from Uncle Ho marked the beginning of the resistance against France, where a battalion officer frequently scolded the soldiers. This comrade used to be a transport worker who protected Uncle Ho during his travels abroad before the August Revolution. The people complained about having to engage in this battle of wits. One day, he called Viet Bac. Brother Dan continued to communicate, despite being early, only allowed to meet by midday. In the scorching summer, he had to walk, so his comrades in the Battalion were absent. His body poured sweat as if on fire. Uncle Ho was ready with two cups of water: one hot cup equivalent to a steamer and the other cold water. After greetings, three fingers pointed at the hot water cup. “Talking comrade, as tall officers, enduring this heat, you still offer me hot water. How can I drink it? Do you like cold water?” Hot, we both can drink, our soldiers can’t absorb the gentle coolness of cold water, easier to drink and absorb. I understand Uncle Ho’s intention. Educating comrades and officers, admitting their mistakes, promising to rectify when Uncle Ho turned 11 in 1971 in Hue. At that time, Uncle Ho was an 11-year-old boy named Nguyen Sinh Cung, living with his mother, Mr. Hoang Thi Loan, and his youngest brother Nguyen Sinh Nhuan, a few months old. Mr. Nguyen Sinh Sac, originally a court official, was mobilized as a judge in the Thanh Hoa mountains due to fighting enemies. Uncle Ho’s older brother, Mr. Nguyen Sinh Khiem, also went there with Uncle, elder sister Nguyen Thi Thanh. Thanh lived in Nghe An to care for the grandmother as mother Loan was seriously ill. Uncle Ho was severely ill and had no milk. He went to buy medicine for his mother and invited children from nearby villages to eat porridge. When he opened the door, his mother had passed away and lay naked. Uncle Ho cried. Neighbors who knew ran to comfort and mourn his mother. On December 23, Mr. Cong and Mr. Tao, the 11-year-old boy named Nguyen Sinh Cung, wore mourning scarves. Embracing the child in tears, he took his mother to be buried in the outskirts of Hue. Uncle’s younger brother, Nguyen Sinh, accepted the name Nom as an apology. The baby, a few months old, malnourished due to lack of maternal milk, weak and frequently ill. Grandmother Nguyen Sinh Nhuan only lived for 4 months and passed away. The difference was that his mother cried all night. Uncle Ho and I. When I didn’t come, he felt sorry for himself and cried with me. On the day of my funeral, I had to ask neighbors to break down the door and use a piece of wood to close it again. A small coffin wrapped in a shirt was taken to be buried. Later, Party Central Committee comrades decided to move these two remains to be buried in Nghe An, the homeland of the family. If everyone returns to visit Uncle Ho’s hometown in Nam Dan, Nghe An, they will see signs leading to Mr. Hoang Thi Loan’s grave. Respect to Mother President Ho Chi Minh. Before reaching Mr. Loan’s grave, there are two mushrooms at his feet. Another grave named Ha Thi Hy, the grandmother of President Ho Chi Minh, 32 years old, and the other grave is the original author Nguyen Sinh requested to find the younger brother of the State President when Uncle Ho first got angry at 4 months old. We have seen Uncle smile gently or think worriedly many times, but this is the first time we have seen Uncle very angry. Thanks to that, the photo was color-restored by photographer Hong Quang using advanced technology. I clearly see Uncle Ho’s eyes during his trip to France in 1946. He tried his best to negotiate, but couldn’t prevent the ongoing war with France. Uncle Ho’s eyes predicted what would happen on August 17, 1946, during an interview in France. Uncle Ho said he didn’t want to return to Hanoi empty-handed. I hope that returning home will bring concrete results for the Vietnamese people through cooperation. Surely we anticipated that negotiations in France would fail because the French never gave up on their ambition to colonize Vietnam. The French imposed unreasonable conditions, including Vietnam cutting its territory, paying annual tribute to France, and of course, Uncle Ho complied with these absurd demands of France. France wanted to open fire on Vietnam, but President Ho’s wisdom made him leave immediately. Another move was on September 15, 1946, when President Ho Chi Minh went to meet French Minister of Overseas Affairs, Marius Moutet, at his residence. Uncle Ho persuaded him to sign the Provisional Agreement on September 14, knowing it was impossible. To avoid war, President Ho Chi Minh had to sign a temporary agreement to prolong the peace period, allowing Vietnam to continue building and strengthening its forces until the day of national resistance. As we all know, the rest is history. If Uncle Ho hadn’t appeared, those events would have happened, and there would be no ifs or buts. Many people wonder where the Vietnamese people would be without Uncle Ho. Would Vietnam’s current situation have changed without him? Seven decades have passed, but the heroic spirit of August 1945 still lingers. On the morning of September 2, the echoes of the Declaration of Independence still resonate in every Vietnamese’s heart. September 2, 1945, is a significant milestone when President Ho Chi Minh solemnly proclaimed Vietnam’s official independence and sovereignty, turning a new page for every Vietnamese towards a life of Independence, Freedom, and Happiness. Have the true owners of the country ever felt the pain of slavery? Have they lived as humans unable to be normal people? Before 1945, the Vietnamese people fully understood the value of independence under oppression. Under the French colonial and Japanese fascist rule, the Vietnamese had to fight.