My First Tet
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My first Tết away from home: allusion and reality...
Tết…my dear Tết… Here it comes my first Tết ever being away from home, my beloved ones, and the alley I used to walk with my best friend every Lunar New Year Eve…
It is hard to admit that I am away from home…
My first Tết here in the U.S. can be completely described in this four letter word c-o-l-d... I don’t really know where to begin with because that memory still fills a part of my soul until now… Last year’s Tết fell right on Valentine’s Day, which would have been my first one ever…
I wished someone had brought Tết to this far away land for me: I could not see the clear blue sky unique to Tết, the red color of decorations, the streets busy with tons of people running in different directions like mad mans, complaining about not having enough time to prepare for a decent Tết, which also amuses me at that time as I was walking in my own mind to search for pictures of Tết. The first and foremost feeling occupying myself was: I missed Tết, so much…
[The New Year Eve had always been the prettiest night in the whole long year. If I had been home, I would first have gone to my grandmom’s house that is steps away. My small family would have had dinner with her with all kind of different homemade foods that feature Central Vietnam flavors (my grandmom is originally from Quảng Bình). Four of us were naughty enough to make fun of my grandmom’s cooking, which didn’t frustrate but embarrassed her, because she would make spring rolls as big as the fattest bananas, or make Thịt Kho Tàu with eggs that still have the eggshell on. My family would laugh so hard or at least we kids did since we could tell one another something in English that my parents and grandmom couldn’t understand. If my older sister was home, she, my Mom and my little cutie sister would then go out to buy more last-minute decorations for sale. I, Dad and my younger brother would go home together instead because I always have a date at...
Tết…my dear Tết… Here it comes my first Tết ever being away from home, my beloved ones, and the alley I used to walk with my best friend every Lunar New Year Eve…
It is hard to admit that I am away from home…
My first Tết here in the U.S. can be completely described in this four letter word c-o-l-d... I don’t really know where to begin with because that memory still fills a part of my soul until now… Last year’s Tết fell right on Valentine’s Day, which would have been my first one ever…
I wished someone had brought Tết to this far away land for me: I could not see the clear blue sky unique to Tết, the red color of decorations, the streets busy with tons of people running in different directions like mad mans, complaining about not having enough time to prepare for a decent Tết, which also amuses me at that time as I was walking in my own mind to search for pictures of Tết. The first and foremost feeling occupying myself was: I missed Tết, so much…
[The New Year Eve had always been the prettiest night in the whole long year. If I had been home, I would first have gone to my grandmom’s house that is steps away. My small family would have had dinner with her with all kind of different homemade foods that feature Central Vietnam flavors (my grandmom is originally from Quảng Bình). Four of us were naughty enough to make fun of my grandmom’s cooking, which didn’t frustrate but embarrassed her, because she would make spring rolls as big as the fattest bananas, or make Thịt Kho Tàu with eggs that still have the eggshell on. My family would laugh so hard or at least we kids did since we could tell one another something in English that my parents and grandmom couldn’t understand. If my older sister was home, she, my Mom and my little cutie sister would then go out to buy more last-minute decorations for sale. I, Dad and my younger brother would go home together instead because I always have a date at...