Growing up in rural Việt Nam, I recall painful scorpion stings, strange folk remedies, and one unforgettable scene involving my mother, a chicken, and a sting on her toe. This is the Scorpion and the Chicken Story.
Growing up in rural Việt Nam, I recall catching frogs in the rice paddies and the cruel childhood experiment of making toy drums out of frog skins. This is the Frogs and the Drum Story.
Growing up in rural Việt Nam, I recall hunting crickets in the fields, keeping them as pets, and the cruel games we played as kids. This is the Crickets Story.
Growing up in rural Việt Nam, I recall the sounds, play, and animals of my childhood, from pig farms and clay toys to the stories that shaped how I understood nature and food.
On turning thirty, becoming a father, and joining a startup, I reflect on sleepless nights, work-life balance, and gratitude for my wife and family who carried me through. This post shares the thoughts I jotted down during those commutes.
