It doesn’t take much…
for the youth of Vietnam to be elated. Deflated ballons, used tennis balls, old bikes, whatever Americans think of being 3rd rate toys, the kids here would probably find great pleasure playing with it.
I had a chance to visit my Uncle’s family on the other side of Saigon, just on the outskirts. He’s the oldest on my mom’s side of the family. Along the front of their home consist of a sewing shop and a hair salon, that two of my cousins run. Behind the storefront is their home. Their home consist of an extended family including their daughters/son and their kids. A home/storefront made for 3…almost triple that.
Their kids: witty and smart. I believe it takes a lot of both to live here in conditions they live in. I was jealous, their Vietnamese is about 3 times better than mine. They took me around their neighborhood where homestores were lined close to street curbs. We walked as they talked to one another, joking, laughing and playing while of course dodging the occasional motorbikes and bicycles.
At home, they do not have many toys. The ones they do have are enough to keep them happy. The real happiness is found through family not material things.
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really makes you rethink the important things in life doesn’t it