This photo was taken when you stand on the foot of the colorful mountain
of "Pusi" in front of the Palace of the Kingdom.
The third house on the right was the
place I was born.
Once upon a time, this main street was named "Sisavang".
The Chinese community center was on the second floor of the four house
on the left.
My house was one in the center of the three houses next to the Chinese
My grandma's house was the first house under the Chinese
We learned Lao and Chinese at this Chinese community center before the
formal Chinese school was built.
We celebrate our ancestors we believe that they looked like
monkeys or tigers.
You can see the front gate of the palace in the background with
the post for the national guard.
This store is across the street from my
house and I was once on the Jeep LP.11..
We all love to learn and want to improve
our living condition no matter where we are.
I love to eat sticky rice !
I miss the celebration in our home town and Kingdom of Laos