When I was born it was storming. The weather was humid and cold. Who am I? actually I'm just skirt made fore performance in 19997. I could remember that the performance was for Vietnam soldiers which comeback form Israel War. The performance was about Vietnam traditional history, we also showed the soldiers parents interview, guess what? every soldiers were cried and hugging each other. It was so much fun. I could little bit remember the person that who wear me was Betty and she was only girl who was from Vietnam. The performance was end by 3AM something I couldn't remember after that. When I wok up, I only could see mountain and full of green, it was horribly humid and hot, and the people where they lived was pretty difference with where I'd born. Yellow skin, low nose, and small height and someone. Someone that I did know, someone that who brought me here. Betty. My first owner was her grandmother she was very old and week, she was ill the most painful thing was I saw that my owner was dying and dead. My second owner was school teacher her name was Ms. Jenda she wear me about 10years. After that, I became really dirty and smelly, and she gave that skirt to her daughter she used me to her little dolls clothes. Now I'm also waiting for death like my first owner. My life was joyful and also painful.
