I spoke to Great-Aunt tonight. She sounded like her sister.It had been fifty years since they’d last spoken; mom said they cried over the phone.Bà Nội used to always tell me, Đi tu đi con. But I knowThe difference between tu and tù is one mark.Fifty years since they’d last spoken; mom said they cried.The night dad disappeared into a jungle, Bà Nội also cried.The difference between tu and tù is one mark.Once I heard about a monk who died setting himself on fire.Bà Nội cried the night dad disappeared into a jungle.It was a sad time. A nun and monk were made to fornicate in the street.Once I heard about a monk who died setting himself on fire.Twenty years later the rodent problem—200 đồng per severed tail.It was a sad time. A nun and monk were made to fornicate in the street.Bà Nội used to always say, Đi tu đi con. But I know.Twenty years later the rodent problem—200 đồng per severed tail.I spoke to Great-Aunt tonight. She sounded like Bà Ngoại.