I am Small

I am Small

  I sat at the kitchen table, practically squatting on a four legged stool that was designed for a person much smaller than me. My fingers – although well practiced after two weeks in the country – still failed me now (as they occasionally did) and I dropped my chopstick full of bamboo back on…

Christmas Eve Morning

Christmas Eve Morning

  I wake to the village roosters echoing their morning cry up and down the street. They never stop crowing, really.  Or if they do, its for only an hour at 2am. But the cock-a-doodle-doos are more prolific in the wee hours of the morning. At 5am the streets are already populated. A boat chugs…

Duyen Learns English

Duyen Learns English

Her front wheel wobbled the teeniest bit as she made the sharp turn off the dusty asphalt and onto the dirt path. The drop off was always the same – and it always caught her off guard. Her long white ao dai danced behind her as she hopped off the bike and scampered into her…

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