Biography
Thanh was born in a rural part of the Thanh Hoa province, Vietnam, the second youngest of seven siblings in an underprivileged family.
When Thanh was six years old, her family moved to Ho Chi Minh City, formerly known as Saigon. Her father died when she was thirteen. The Bui family went through financial problems following her father's death because he was the supporter of the family.
Thanh attended Le Quy Don High School. There, Thanh turned her focus to acting, fashion and music, to her mother's initial disapproval. She took part in every contest to do with show business, to be awarded and earn money to support her family.
Until the end of 1991, Thanh lived in obscurity. Her luck changed when a friend invited her to work for the youth movement and join the Labor Theatre House, a Vietnamese club for young singers.Thanh had a strong desire to sing. Her performing was excellent and her voice was so gorgeous that she soon found herself singing at wedding parties and restaurants all around Vietnam. She was not yet a star, but her family's economic situation improved greatly. Thanh knew little that she would ultimately become one of the most renowned Vietnamese female singers.
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