Reading my nephew’s blog reminds me of the young me. He expresses his anger toward his parents and Vietnamese parenting. Although I disagree with his generalization, I understand his point of view. I also accept his criticism toward me. I have my flaws and I will try to do better.
He is a bright young kid with lots of potentials. He’s taking up graphic design because I have inspired him. He has been doing quite a bit of design work on his own. I asked him what he would like to do when he grow up and he has already determined to be a designer.
Like me, he started to blog. Through his writing, I get to know him more than I do in real life. I feel his anguish and joy. I hope that he will continue to write to get the rage out of his system.
He is a wonderful kid and I will always be there for him whenever he needs me. I wish he could talk to me. I will help him with whatever I can.