Celebrates the Vietnamese New Year
Part 1 of 3
Thanh from Vietnam
how one Vietnamese family celebrates New Year's in
a uniquely Vietnamese waypreparing and eating
traditional foods, observing special traditions,
watching fireworks and a dragon dance, and sharing
good times with family members.
is coming, the period of time to which I always
aspire. It means that the New Year is also coming
soon. That's the first day of lunar calendar,
around the end of January and the beginning of
February in Solar calendar.
of age, society class, or living conditions, every
Vietnamese family celebrates the New Year in the
same traditional way. It's considered to be the
most important and wonderful holiday in my country,
since that is the time for people to leave their
haplessness in the back and get their fortune for
the New Year. Similar to other houses, my family
has always bustled in preparing and greeting for
the New Year.
was the preceding day of the New Year, and it was
also the busiest day in my house. My mother went to
the supermarket early in the morning and came back
with a bunch of food. From then, the clatter of
dishes and pans and the sizzle of food that has
been fried were far resounding incessantly until
any place of the house, you could even hear the
noisy boil on the stove or the scrunching of my
mother's spoon scratched on the pan. You could also
smell the burn of coconut jam, which was being made
by my sister.
do you always burn it?" I shouted.
the way I like," she said and laughed at
loved her jam so much, but she was always burning
it until the white coconut jam became the yellow
jam. It was terrible! At noon, the puff of smoke
and the mixed scent from various kinds of food
started spreading over my house.
that, certainly, there were my father's footsteps
clattering on the floor. He left his half-painted
walls in the living room to go into the kitchen and
grumble to my Mom. "Your smoke is disturbing me."
fact, he just wanted to look around the kitchen
room with many kinds of food on the table. Then he
smiled contentedly when seeing my mother cooking
next to the tiny crackles of burnt firewood in the
stove and the bright red fire, which were blazing
up the kitchen.
the end of the day, when everything was done, my
house became brilliant with the colorful balloons,
ribbons, and flowers. However, you shouldn't sit
next to the walls in the living room because the
layer of new paint was still sticky and would
adhere on your clothes. Moreover, the smell of
paint was very strong at the end of this
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Published by Sandy and Thomas Peters