In Đà Lạt, I had the good fortune of meeting my teacher — Professor Đinh Xuân Bá. His warm embrace dissolved the mountain chill instantly. His first question was about how I was eating and sleeping.
That’s the mark of a real teacher: they care about the whole person, not just your progress in their subject.
We shared meals, long conversations, and watched football together — just as we had back in Saigon. Some relationships don’t change with geography. They’re simply moved to new coordinates.
To find a wonderful mentor in this life is one of the greatest forms of luck. I don’t take it lightly.
— Thiền Minh