Ever since my parents were informed that I’m going to Vietnam in December, breakfast has been a particularly tricky situation.
It does not help that I have been on MC for the past few days AND unable to verbally fend for myself (wisdom tooth.. sigh).
So, imagine this scene:
Everyone would be seated at the breakfast table. I’d be slurping some porridge and feeling sorry for myself. Dad would be reading the newspaper. Mum would be peeking over at what Dad’s reading and occasionally asking him what’s this news about, what’s that article saying, etc…
It all starts once Mum gets bored of peeking and asking questions.
Then she turns to ME.
“Girl ah, when you go Vietnam must be careful you know. The people there are different from the people here. They don’t speak English, I don’t know how you all going to communicate with them.”
And Dad joined in to form a volley of nags about how the Vietnamese cannot understand English.
That was Day 1. Language.
On Day 2, they nagged about financial safety. About how pickpockets are so smart these days. About how you could be carrying your backpack in front of you and they can still manage to slit through your bag and steal your money. This was very concretely supplemented with real-life stories and experiences collated from Mum’s colleagues. The session was also followed-up with a convincing talk on precautions to take. (Eg: Keep your money in different places, don’t flash your money around, etc)
Day 3 – Roads.
“Girl ah, when you all go Vietnam, when cross the roads, must be careful. There they have no traffic lights, the cars anyhow one. Don’t be like want to cross don’t want to cross… very dangerous!”
And Dad went as far as to illustrate specific situations when I should not cross the road. For example, when your view is being blocked by a bus and you can’t see oncoming traffic, you should not cross!
I nodded my head and said: “orh.”
If I sound irritated, I am not.
I am, in fact, very amused at how they have managed to CATEGORIZE the topics they want to nag about, and seem to be rolling them out one day at a time, one topic at a time. That takes some skill!
In other news, I can start eating solid food again! Yay!