Dear brothers and sisters,

When the Romantic Road was the trash road, at a middle part of the road, on the right side, there were many Panama berry trees (cây trứng cá). No one planted them, they grew on their own.

The trees were about 5m tall. Their branches spread long and drooped down to the ground. Their foliage dangled softly. The flowers with 5 petals were small and white. They bloomed every day. Every time I saw them, they made me happy. It seemed they were saying to me: “How are you?… We miss you…” Continue reading Panama berry trees →

Dear brothers and sisters,

Near the market that I go to every day, there is a coffee shop. Several months ago, there was a feral kitten often lying outside the shop.

Kitten was yellow, not fat, not thin. It liked to lie under the foot of a plant pot, next to a tiny brick house used for decoration. The first time I saw the kitten lie next to that tiny house, I thought it was the kitten’s house, so I wondered why did the kitten not stay indoors. Then I discovered that the door of that house was too small for the kitten. Poor kitten. Continue reading Feral kitten →

Dear brothers and sisters,

A year and a half ago, at the end of the Romantic Road, there were a duck family – five white ones. Their boss was the owner of a restaurant on the Romantic Road.

The first time I saw them, they were one mother duck and four baby ducks. At that time, baby ducks were small, about the size of an adult’s fist. Several months later, four baby ducks became four big ducks. Mother duck took the lead and the four children followed. They looked for food together, then rested together under tree shadow. Every time I saw them, I was happy. Continue reading The last duck →

Dear brothers and sisters,

Udon is a female dog – the brown and white bulldog. My neighbour has been raising her for 7 years. Udon means Japanese noodle, but she is no noodle – she is a bulldog!

My neighbour sells juice and breakfast. The first time I went into her shop to buy coconut, Udon ran out of her house and barked loudly. She grimaced. Because was she a bulldog or was she truly unhappy? I didn’t know but I felt funny when I looked at her face. Continue reading Udon →

Dear brothers and sisters,

My neighbour has been raising a flock of pigeons, about 20 white and grey ones.

In the early morning, they eat and drink something on the ground although they have already had their food in their little huts on the balcony of their house. At noon, they like to lie on the grass and under the shade of Bombax ceiba. In the afternoon, they fly back and forth in the sky. And in the early evening, they play with children.

Looking at them, I feel peace and perhaps most of people do too.

Have a peace day.

Phạm Thu Hương