A Silver Bar Tears Up the Paper poem

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(Letrilla-style poem)

<<Story related to the poem>>

Dirty money, happy money,
Corrupt officials live with glee!
Australia sure has justice,
To bring fairness to the people,
To make the criminals dwindle,
And the nation profitable.
Corruption can’t be norm basis!
Yet the Communists are comfy;
Dirty money, happy money,
Corrupt officials live with glee!

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After the ordination

My dress forever reminds me of the ordination. After that ordination, there were temptation, death of vocation and criminal activities.

My dress forever reminds me of the ordination. After that ordination, there were temptation, death of vocation and criminal activities.

Comments about this post on ABC Open 500 words – What I was wearing.

While de-cluttering my wardrobe, I came across a Vinnie’s dress I worn long ago. It was given to me early on in our relationship, when Sister Night was grooming me to become her ‘daughter’.

It was a long, white, knitted Spring dress with a drawstring waist. Vertical pink lines ran down the left top portion, and a pink branch of flowers on the right one. The dress brought back the memories of that long trip during a late 80s Summer.

Brother Shorty and Sister Night took turn to drive one car while Sister Cheese drove by herself in another; four Vietnamese refugee girls in my house, another Vietnamese refugee girl that Father Fatty sent and I all headed to Brisbane from Melbourne for the ordination of Brother Hippie. But wait there’s more!

Why did you leave me?

I got married and lost you! Then there was a series of sinister anonymous emails in the community that spoke ill of you and our friendship.

I got married and lost you! Then there was a series of sinister anonymous emails in the community that spoke ill of you and our friendship.

Comments about this post on ABC Open 500 words – Testing the friendship.

Dear Wombok,

Why did you leave me? My heart aches whenever I think of you!

When all around me people only see me as a foreign face, I couldn’t attract a single friendship from Australians. You are the only friend I’ve had since coming to Australia. I gravitated towards you for warmth and human companionship. I was eager to share with you the fine details in my daily life. I felt our two hearts beat with the same Vietnamese rhythm. I admired you for the objectivity in your judgement. You cheered me up with your bright, ready smiles and you made me feel less lonely in Australia. But wait there’s more!

Self-incriminating

I was devastated, horrified, fearful and ashamed to be told what I did. But I was shy. It was also a cultural shock!

I was devastated, horrified, fearful and ashamed to be told what I did. But I was shy. It was also a cultural shock!

Comments about this post on ABC Open 500 words – Cringe.

In Vietnam, we don’t have a tradition of celebrating family members’ birthdays.

We do have a big one when an elder turns sixty or more. We very rarely celebrate birthdays between friends. So I never had a birthday party! But wait there’s more!