A few weeks ago, we had our first in-person Liên Đoàn Thánh Gia event in a long time, in over a year and a half.
Afterwards, my brother and I went to get milk tea. As soon as I exited the store with my milk tea in my hand, I heard “Chị Thảo?!” At first, I thought I was hearing things because I truly missed TNTT and the kids I taught, especially after having our first Liên Đoàn event. I heard it again, “Chị Thảo?!” I looked up and saw a young girl whom I couldn’t recognize partly because she was wearing a face mask and obviously, because she had grown up. I asked for her name and she said the name of one of the little girls that I taught when I was Ngành Trưởng for Ngành Thiếu. I couldn’t believe how much she has grown. She was the same height as me now. I asked where her brother was and he was there with a group of friends. He has grown taller than me now. I asked if they were both doing their sports that I remembered they both did. They said they were getting back into it (because of COVID). It was such a wonderful moment to see my old TNTT kids again. They were both so much taller. They still seemed to be good kids. I was so happy to see them both again.
I was so surprised that she knew it was me. Granted, I was wearing my TNTT uniform, but I was also wearing a face mask. However, she recognized me despite not having seen me in a few years. And somehow, she knew it was me, and not another female Huynh Trưởng. I can only be optimistic and hope that it meant I made a good impact on her life.
It’s true that you might only see the fruits of your labor much later in life rather than immediately.