Dear brothers and sisters,

I didn’t know her name. She was about 70 years old, thin, small and very agile. She sold household appliances such as water pipes of all sizes. Her shop was in Phú Nhuận district.

I knew her because I often walked across her shop. Every time I saw her sitting on the steps of her shop, I nod (meaning saying hello) and smiled. We knew each other like that. No one said anything to anyone. Sometimes I went into her shop to buy tiny items. Continue reading Saleswoman in Phú Nhuận →

Dear brothers and sisters,

Ms. Thư’s family sold vegetables. In addition, she also sold sugarcane juice, coconut juice and cơm bình dân. She was 35 years old and the main seller. Her dad, her mom, sometimes her older sisters and her grandchildren were the side sellers.

I knew her in the Covid time. During that time, shopping at the markets and supermarkets was very difficult. Luckily, there were some people who opened shops right in their houses. Ms. Thư’s family were one of those people. Her house was about 100 meters from my home. Continue reading Ms. Thư’s family – vegetables →

Dear brothers and sisters,

Next door to my home was a famous journalist and his wife. His wife was 60 years old with the gentle face.

The first time we talked to each other, it was in the evening, when I was watering the plants on my balcony and she was watering the plants on her balcony. These two balconies – one high and one low, and they were also a bit far apart. We stood leaning against the railings of each home to talk. We talked for an hour. Cool wind, and the moon above our heads was bright. Continue reading Neighbourhood →

Dear brothers and sisters,

An An is the cute daughter of my friend. One time in early 2022, 3-year-old An An and I played on the shared balcony of my home and my neighbor’s house, where there were many flower pots.

I had a rosary with a cross around my neck. When I bent down to play with An An, the cross swayed outside my dress, so An An saw. The little girl held the cross with her tiny fingers, looked intently and said nothing. Continue reading An An →

Dear brothers and sisters,

Around my home in District 1, there were many beautiful streets. I loved every street corner and every tree there, including a small street near my home. The road was short, 20m long. One end of the street had 3 areca trees. Every time I went on the street, I always felt romantic and remembered the song:

“…Areca flowers fall white in my yard
The fragrance of areca flower lingers around the betel garden…” Continue reading Ms. Nết – areca trees →

Dear brothers and sisters,

I usually tip people who provide me services. Drivers, waiters, electric and water repair people… However, I cannot tip the restaurant owner because s/he may see that as an insult to him/her.

I usually tip 10-20%. It’s not only when I have money, but also when I have very little money, I still tip.

Tipping is a very easy and simple way to say “thank you”, and the person you tip is always happy.

Share with you.

Have a nice day.

Phạm Thu Hương

Dear brothers and sisters,

Once in District 12, I saw a restaurant in Chợ Đường selling bánh canh cá lóc (snakehead fish noodle), eating along with bitter herb (rau đắng). Because I had never eaten this dish, I went in to try it. They cooked very well, I liked it very much.

It was around 2pm, not rush hour, but the restaurant was still crowded. Among them was a guy about 35 years old, he ate the biggest bowl. In addition, he added into his bowl 5 raw eggs. An average person could not finish a big-sized bowl here, but this guy got the big bowl plus five eggs. Imagine that! He scared me.

A funny story along the way, sharing with you.

Have a nice day.

Phạm Thu Hương

Dear brothers and sisters,

On Thanksgiving 2020, I invited my friends and neighbors to enjoy a party. Among the guests was a woman selling coconut juice at the street where I lived.

She was about 40 years old, no marriage, no children, and usually wore her long hair down to her shoulders. Her store was a sidewalk cart, without a name. Old tables and chairs, people no longer used them, she picked them up to use. Continue reading Ms. Bé selling coconut juice →

Dear brothers and sisters,

3 Years ago, one time I saw a nice rock at an ntersection by my house in District 1, so I wanted to bring it home.

The rock was quite heavy. It was 15cm high, 20cm long and 12cm wide. So I asked my friend to help carry it. My friend carried it for a few meters then stopped because it was heavy.

A young man drinking coffee nearby ran over to help me get it. He carried it 5 meters then stopped.

A Grab driver saw this. He loaded the rock on his motorbike, took it to my house, and then carried it up the stairs of the apartment building. I handed the Grab driver some money to say “thank you”, but he refused.

So touching.

Share with you.

Have a nice day.

Phạm Thu Hương

Dear brothers and sisters,

I live in a high-rise apartment complex. Today I got into the elevator on the 1st floor and saw 3 little girls and 1 young woman from the basement. All of them I have never met before.

The elevator is 2 meters long, but they stood very close to the door and the floor number board, so it was a bit cramped. After pressing my floor number, I noticed the youngest girl, about 3. She was wearing a short, flowing dress like a princess, so I said, “Wow, you look so beautiful in a princess dress.” The girl looked at me with her wide eyes and said nothing. Her hands grabbed the iron bar surrounding the elevator, then she swung up and down. I glanced at the woman on my right. She was bowing her head and did something with her phone. Continue reading A few seconds in the elevator →

Dear brothers and sisters,

In Covid pandemic days, I often walked to Turtle Lake. Morning, noon, afternoon and evening, every moment of the day, the place had its own beauty. The place was often quiet during the day, but at night it was more bustling because of the hide-and-seek game. Continue reading Hide-and-seek at Turtle Lake →

Dear brothers and sisters,

There was a 2-year-old little girl, mixed Western and Vietnamese. Her dad was a Western man, tall and big.

That day it was lightly rainy and windy. The dad and daughter were not wearing raincoats. They were walking up the outdoor steps into a building. Continue reading Dad and daughter →

Dear brothers and sisters,

In Danang, I always drank Saigon iced milk coffee every morning. I drank to stay awake and for pleasure. My best friend from middle school and her husband (also my middle school friend) opened a coffee shop and named it Saigon Iced Milk Coffee in Danang. Perhaps almost Danang people like to drink Saigon coffee.  Continue reading Saigon iced milk coffee →