In This Picture in Da Nang, Vietnam
On board a passenger train I took from Ho Chi Min City, Vietnam headed north, we met Nguyen and his son Pak. The two shared a train cabin with us and we shared a little stuffed animal and some of our snacks.
Although they didn’t speak much English, Nguyen knew a few words from his time as a Vietnamese soldier in the Vietnam War (“The American War” to those in Vietnam). I fortunately spoke the language of “small child,” and we all got on rather well.
At every moment his dad left for the bathroom, Pak would turn into your typical 4-year old monster: jumping from bunk to bunk, throwing toys and making funny faces. “Kids everywhere, are kids,” my travels have taught me.
As I stepped off the train, Nguyen handed me a piece of paper with his email address scribbled in sloppy English. “Please,” he said, “Email the picture to my son.”
Seems people everywhere, are people too.
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