My family which belonged to the aristocracy of the old regime. After the revolution emerged and took power. The farmers are very gentle capital suddenly become the name bandits, and they were very cruel to both my family's. They caught grandfather and his brothers in prison, and then beat them savagely. Then my grandfather and one of his older brother who died in prison because starved and beaten. The other his brother was later released. But the wounds on the body, and the wounds in their hearts may never heal. All land, cattle, assets ... were they looted clean. The only remaining two antique vase from the time of my grandfather. Two jars that were later donated to my parents's wedding day. And that is a precious anniversary, an heirloom treasure of our family. As a child, I was very or watching ngia two that antique vase. Partly because it is very beautiful, drawing on that very delicate. Part of the vase that brings me echoes of a wealthy family, ancient nobility of my family. Therefore, I especially love it.
As time goes by, I grew up in the heart of the new society. I understand that I must try to enrich traditional serial to the family's wealth. Therefore, I always try to study with the desired progress. I know that the glorious past of the family was officially closed. The family home I become poor and pinched, contempt of society. I was sad, but know how to be, I just did rise up in life only.
Once to visit the ethnographic museum, I know two antique vase of her family was a rare antique. It represents a precious ceramic line in the historical process of national development. And museums are giving notice that the ceramic collectibles line of people. Also representing pottery line, but the pots for planting ornamental plants are now in museums abound. They also are trying to liquidate less. Two antique vase of the clan have been my mother for her sister, who dated her first child was born. A she was still used and appreciated it immensely. Because it is the anniversary of dad, for grandfather ... who died from a lot this year. And one of them is a hole, so that it no longer uses her anymore. And it is stored neatly in a corner of the house.
In a stampede occurred at the door luxury hotel of family who I really love. Thugs brandishing sticks smashed two plant pot precious neck of hoteliers. The body was made from my mother loves shaking. She was also suffering from a neurological disorder caused by excessive work stress, prolonged. Although very quick, I get 502 glue paste back two precious ceramic bowl. But I know, the wounds in the minds and talented woman that integrity, will never heal. And I remembered the family's antique vase. I called the museum and suggest change an antique vase with a hole taking two plant pot their neck. For they the same line in an era pottery, things are pretty much a museum, something is too little. Moreover, at that, they have restored antique experts. Therefore, the pot that caused my family is precious to them. Museum leaders agreed to change me. I went home and bought antique vase sister's broken, and bring to discussions with the museum. I was very proud of their backgrounds including valuable antique vase in my family for museum staff, so that they put into notes source, origin. Truly antique vase breakup of my family, I had tears pouring. But I really need two bowls neck to save lives. Because without it, neurological illness of my beloved mother will certainly be worse. And probably will never have any more treatable. Love, love all the way. Thus, deep from the bottom of my heart. I feel very hurt, and beloved mother, sister and his family.
Kiss goodbye antique vase sacred family. I gave it to her by the museum staff. She was delighted, and sympathized with my attitude. She flashed a bright smile and say: I rest assured, antique vase, her family would be we kept it carefully here. It will be well cared for forever by the existence of the country ... Yes, the museum is the best place for antique vase of my family. Because sooner or later, the remaining antique vase will ruin my sister. I felt confident that I had a right decision. And you know I'm sure that, two antique pot so I changed from the family's antique vase, will save a life. It is a precious human life, because it was my mother who truly loves.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
As time goes by, I grew up in the heart of the new society. I understand that I must try to enrich traditional serial to the family's wealth. Therefore, I always try to study with the desired progress. I know that the glorious past of the family was officially closed. The family home I become poor and pinched, contempt of society. I was sad, but know how to be, I just did rise up in life only.
Once to visit the ethnographic museum, I know two antique vase of her family was a rare antique. It represents a precious ceramic line in the historical process of national development. And museums are giving notice that the ceramic collectibles line of people. Also representing pottery line, but the pots for planting ornamental plants are now in museums abound. They also are trying to liquidate less. Two antique vase of the clan have been my mother for her sister, who dated her first child was born. A she was still used and appreciated it immensely. Because it is the anniversary of dad, for grandfather ... who died from a lot this year. And one of them is a hole, so that it no longer uses her anymore. And it is stored neatly in a corner of the house.
In a stampede occurred at the door luxury hotel of family who I really love. Thugs brandishing sticks smashed two plant pot precious neck of hoteliers. The body was made from my mother loves shaking. She was also suffering from a neurological disorder caused by excessive work stress, prolonged. Although very quick, I get 502 glue paste back two precious ceramic bowl. But I know, the wounds in the minds and talented woman that integrity, will never heal. And I remembered the family's antique vase. I called the museum and suggest change an antique vase with a hole taking two plant pot their neck. For they the same line in an era pottery, things are pretty much a museum, something is too little. Moreover, at that, they have restored antique experts. Therefore, the pot that caused my family is precious to them. Museum leaders agreed to change me. I went home and bought antique vase sister's broken, and bring to discussions with the museum. I was very proud of their backgrounds including valuable antique vase in my family for museum staff, so that they put into notes source, origin. Truly antique vase breakup of my family, I had tears pouring. But I really need two bowls neck to save lives. Because without it, neurological illness of my beloved mother will certainly be worse. And probably will never have any more treatable. Love, love all the way. Thus, deep from the bottom of my heart. I feel very hurt, and beloved mother, sister and his family.
Kiss goodbye antique vase sacred family. I gave it to her by the museum staff. She was delighted, and sympathized with my attitude. She flashed a bright smile and say: I rest assured, antique vase, her family would be we kept it carefully here. It will be well cared for forever by the existence of the country ... Yes, the museum is the best place for antique vase of my family. Because sooner or later, the remaining antique vase will ruin my sister. I felt confident that I had a right decision. And you know I'm sure that, two antique pot so I changed from the family's antique vase, will save a life. It is a precious human life, because it was my mother who truly loves.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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