
I keep all the notebooks and paintings from the school. Lucky me. Actually I keep many memories from my childhood including toys and photos. This one was made the first day of school when I had rarely picked up a pen. Probably the teacher didn't have the proper dots guided letters notebooks for kids and she invented that temporary solution.
The result is a weird thing. Look at these chains of "2"! Apparently it's a disaster but when looking at these pages in deep I find a kind of natural freedom trying to adapt to the new rules.
And it's orange! Well, it was more orange before time tested it.
If one thing comes to ti mind when I remember Ho Chi Minh is the motorbikes. Not just traffic with full of them but rivers of scooters filling the road... and the sidewalks! As crazy as fascinating.