The last day of May. It was fine and hot today. The clouds of sunset time were so beautiful.
Since I have had a fever these days, I stayed home and read a book. It was a diary of a Vietnamese women doctor during the war time. Translation was made by someone I worked with before. And my ex-colleague lent it to me. That was the only reason I read it.
Diary is to write to oneself, so I am not sure if the author is glad that it was published or not. However through this diary we could know how the situation at war time was.
Since I have had a fever these days, I stayed home and read a book. It was a diary of a Vietnamese women doctor during the war time. Translation was made by someone I worked with before. And my ex-colleague lent it to me. That was the only reason I read it.
Diary is to write to oneself, so I am not sure if the author is glad that it was published or not. However through this diary we could know how the situation at war time was.
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