Hey guys, how are you doing today? It’s Friday!

In the past four days, we listened to an interesting story written by the son of a Vietnamese immigrant to the U.S. (Did you enjoy it? Do you like listening to a story in a week? Or maybe you are interested in listening to other materials? Leave a comment and tell me what you think! )

And today we are gonna finish the story by listening to the last part, which is a short one.

Let’s have a look at the missing sentence from our last audio:

Books were not a priority for my parents, so we never had them in the house.

Since they didn’t have any books at home, the author needed to go to the library to borrow books.

Okay, it’s time for today’s audio!

Crossing the border into confronting those wild things that I did not understand and that my parents could not protect me from was part of how I began the journey to ???(three words missing). Seeing my son reading, I realize he is taking one step further on his own road to independence, to being a border-crosser, someone who makes his own decisions, including what he reads and what he believes. Perhaps that’s why seeing him read on his own is tinged with melancholy. I remember my own loss and I sense the loss that is yet to come, when he is no longer all mine, as he is when he wakes in the morning and says some of the sweetest words I will ever hear: “Daddy, read me a book.”

Leave a comment and share with me what you heard.

Enjoy your weekend and see you next Monday!