Nostalgia
What despairs me is when I look at something and cannot understand it. At a Van Lang party last weekend, there was a moment when several of the teachers played instruments to old Vietnamese songs. While I enjoyed listening to this semi-foreign music and being amazed by the levels their voices reached, I could not help but feel sad at the same time.
I fear for the loss of language in the future. Will we still enjoy and celebrate our culture in the future? Will we retain those beautiful-somethings that make it special?
Everyday I encounter things that go against my doubts. In those moments, I find most joy.
