Vietnam: Part II

The house of my adolescent years ©Dian
My parents managed to secure the house we lived in before for our stay this time. It was wonderful to walk the same floor, climb the same stairs and look upon the same scenery that I have missed for close to 5 years. We didn't spend a lot of time at home though as we had to go to the city everyday.


My parents getting ready for school by the river directly in front of our house ©Dian
My parents had classes at 8 a.m. and we had to leave the house at 7 every morning. Whilst waiting for the driver to come to drive us to the city, my father was having a breather by the river whilst my mother did her homework. I was all set and ready to roll, waiting for my friend Jastina to get ready. She came along for the trip to Vietnam on my invitation, as I thought it would be convenient to have a friend to shop with whilst my parents are in class.


My friend Jastina, with my parents ©Dian
It was like this every morning. Leave for the city, shop, pray at the masjid, break for iftar, tarawikh and finally, back home at around 9.30 p.m. There were days that me and Jastina got up late as we were exhausted from the previous day and the driver came to fetch us at 9.30 a.m. before my parents finished their classes at 10. But materialism was the order of the day and soon enough I got very tired of shopping. I started missing my nephew terribly.