"Grandmother is like a ripe fruit.
The older she is the brighter her heart."
Give a description of her grandma's figure and personality.
In her young mind, her grandmother was a vague silhouette. Thu only felt a mild hand stroking her back in her half sleep.
"She moved back to the countryside since I were very young. I have grown up without my grandma. One day I overheard my Dad and Mom talking about bringing her here from where she was living, I was very glad. I would be able to tell my friends that grandma looks very pretty, and is nice as the fairy in a folk-tale. I didn't have to go to the kinder-garden that day. I was having a good time around the house and singing songs. I cleaned the extra-room, had another mat, another mattress ready for her. I listened to every car pulling up. But not the case. Many other people were here waiting to see her.
More and more people were coming. I was walking out and in anticipating my grandma's early arrival together with my Dad and Mom.
A big van in bright colors of red and blue stopped short in front. People rushed out surrounding it.
I was at a loss not knowing what was happening when I heard Dad's voice, "Thu, your grandma is coming home to you!"
Surrounded by people, Dad bent, getting off the van. "Dad is helping grandma! How is she?"
My heart was thumping. I came through the crowd, people gave way to me…
Dad embraced me with his two arms. In the center of the van lay bare a red wooden coffin."
"Your composition is out of the question!"
Thu was startled, her heart thumping, and landed on the paper.
- Nguyễn Thị Bích Thủy