On these first days of New Year 2016, cheerful melodies of Tet have been played everywhere, marking the arrival of Lunar New Year. Lyrics of old traditional songs have their own power to call back my memories as if I was just a child happily singing the songs with my friends day by day when Tet was coming to town.
When I was studying at university, I had two Tet each year, one for patients and the old in social protection centers and one for my family. 15 years ago, my friends and I celebrated Lunar New Year with the old in a nursing home. On receiving our banh chung, an old woman hold my hands tightly, crying and telling me about her family, the time she was far away from home and uncompleted Tet seasons she had. That was the first time after years she had a Tet which was as warm as she wished with the happiness of being remembered as she considered us her grandchildren.
