Yesterday morning at Markville Mall, I had an unexpected conversation that later gave me much to think about. I was sitting at a table enjoying my coffee and biscuits when a gentleman sat nearby. We started chatting casually. As often happens among seniors, the conversation quickly moved to food, travel, and cultural experiences. We talked about Vietnamese cuisine and dim sum. I mentioned that I enjoy Vietnamese food very much and that my daughter’s mother-in-law, who came from Vietnam, often prepares delicious Vietnamese dishes for family gatherings. At that point, the atmosphere suddenly changed. The gentleman strongly objected to the term “Vietnamese.” He explained that although many people came from Vietnam , they were ethnically Chinese and should not be called Vietnamese. He spoke passionately about identity, heritage, and nationality. According to his view, people born Chinese remain Chinese regardless of where they live or what passport they hold. I understood that ...
Grandpa 's Journey
Grandpa David 's reflections, healthy aging, family, and life lessons.