life and stopping her activities to take time to show me about her life. Even
better is she often brings me along with her to go about her daily life. She is
encouraging. She is loving. She has the best smile and even better are her
hugs. She is kind. She is a teacher. She is a sister. She is a daughter. She
teaches me about culture. She shows me when I am being culturally insensitive.
She climbs trees with me. She laughs with me. She teaches me Vietnamese phrases
in the way that has proven most effective (she often repeats words and phrases
5-6 times until I pronounce it correctly). She introduces me to friends and
neighbors that could be our friends. Her name is Hong. She lives in the house
directly behind ours. She is 11 years old.

that we live with. She plays, she fishes with her brother, she climbs trees,
she eats fruit out of the trees in the yard, she learns to cook and clean, she
does laundry, she enjoys making jello
molds, she can be bossy, she has a hard time sitting through a full church
service, she is funny, she does what her mama tells her to do, sometimes she
gets frustrated with grandma’s directions, she treasures drops of candy that
other kids bring by, she changes clothes 3-4 times a day (I think it is because
they shower that often to get cooled off), she smiles a LOT. She is my teacher.
I see her every day for hours and she teaches me Vietnamese language, culture
and reminds about what it is to be a little girl. I am so glad that we are
already friends and can’t wait to see how our relationship develops over the
next 2 ½ months.
