Rừng

RỪNG: Second recording session of my mother talking and 'remembering'.

I still don't know how I will structure all that. Her actual memories is blended with 'facts' she would make up as she talked. Her childhood, mostly. Her father, her mother's work, schooltime. The French solderis. They often came back in her stories. I can't help but wonder if anything happened to her with those French soldiers... 

Talk. Her eyes looking at some distant scene.

She sometime wouldn't even realise I was there.

I try to use my own impressions as I'm listening to her. Whether it is true doesn't matter. The connection, the way to those memories are more interesting. 

It's slowly coming, as her memory is slowly waning.