History Repeats Itself….

History Repeats Itself…. Those two weeks in Siam, and the mourning time of the people over the king I enjoyed the presence of my first grandchild his enchanting voice, cute loud I admire so much of his first reading moment, of course I am proud of it thinking about how Vinhie spoke the words, my heart jumps, such cutest tones, apple, photo, baby, table, cake and stones only two years old, I see that he uses his thoughts well, it's great! long ago his father said the same things, not from a glossy children's book, but from coloured images, I drew them myself all pictures are handmade on a piece of cardboard his father was about 6 months younger, loved milk so much one day I pointed to a drawing, it was a big apple he looked at it for about thirty seconds and then cheered with clear eyes: .... Momma! .... Specially for dearest Vinhie in Mae Sot, Thailand, your Grandma Syl Friday, August 16,2019 - At 12.09 p.m. European Community time