Flashback

I went to this public school in Ho Chi Minh city called Minh Dao from 1st to 4th grade. My mom, a housewife at the time, took me to school everyday. My nanny would dress me in my navy blue shorts, tuck in my shirt, hook my suspenders, and tie my red scarf-- the people's party scarf--around my neck. I would hop onto the back of my mom tiny red motorbike with my skyblue PowerRangers bag. We would zoom to school.

I was so small then that everything seemed either really big or really fast...

I was NOT a pig like I am today. I refused to eat breakfast that morning. It was early. I was cranky. A bowl of beef noodle soup (Bun Bo) is the last thing I want when I really miss bed.

Now that I am older, a lot has changed. But sometimes, when I am lucky, I get a few reminders of those days.