Saturday, December 31, 2016

Collage #35

Another year has gone by
But while having fun we hardly noticed
Each of us has grown a little bit
We plan to grow a little bit more
We stop for a moment
When the clock strikes eleven
We meant twelve
At the midnight mark
When the ball begins to drop
To shout Hurray for 2017
And wish you the very best
That the new year can bring
We hope the toys will multiply
The fun will spread
The sun will always be warm
The earth will provide
Love will heal all hurts
Challenges will be overcome
Justice will prevail
Kisses never end
Families will hold reunions
Friends will get together
We promise to be good
Even when changes happen
Have a wonderful
Absolutely wonderful New Year


Friday, December 30, 2016

Anniversary

Yesterday we celebrated
The day we said yes to each other
And made a wish upon a star
To be together always
We blew out the candle
Lit as a symbol
Of our lives intertwined
And enjoyed the chocolate sweets
Served on a tray
Presented at Harrimans
As a remembrance
Of the joyous moment
Our vows were exchanged
May we always be blessed
With love, wisdom, and strength
To last us our whole lives
As we walk together
On the path
Of marriage


Thursday, December 8, 2016

Mini Reunion AP12 2016

Tụi bay về ta nhớ
Những trận cười ròn tan
Những bước chân hè phố
Những bát chè bà ba

Ôi ta như con nít
Vẫn nhí nhảnh tuổi thơ
Vẫn lăng xăng lít xít
Vẫn mi mày tớ tao

Cẩm Vân mê chụp hình
Lưu Hậu làm người mẫu
Kiều Dung trèo cây cao
Thủy Hà sợ sông sâu

Hương Trần giỏi nấu bếp
Xuân Thu chẳng thua ai
Thu Trang trổ tài ca
Thủy Nguyễn múa tài hoa

Diệm Trân nhanh nhẩu đoảng
Ông Tom kể chuyện tình
Ông Tráng rất chịu chơi
Ban nhạc thật nhộn vui

Bạn bè những lớp A
Đến họp bạn với ta
Kiều Thu lớp A Năm
Còn Mai Hương A Ba

Ông Ninh vừa tài xế
Vừa nhạc sĩ đàn hay
Lại vừa là chủ nhà
Đãi bạn vợ hào hoa

Bao nhiêu kỷ niệm vui
Trong vài ngày thiết tha
Ăn thật nhiều món ngon
Hưởng ân tình xâu xa

Hỡi bạn xưa yêu dấu
Hãy họp mặt thêm lâu
Để khi nắng chiều phai
Không còn chi tiếc nuối

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Ruth

Ruth, you’re gone
From this earth
And we’ll miss you so
But the memories of you live on
Your words had been written
Your poems sung
Your touch is not to be forgotten
Your influence is felt
One mourns of your passing
And marvels at your blessings
Your life was rich
Your work was dandy
One sings the glory
Of your life fulfilled
You’d not want tears shed
For you’re now at peace
You’d want us to smile
And dance to our heart’s desire
You’d want each of us
To make a happy sound
With an instrument if we would
Or any way we could
To add to the chorus
You must be conducting
Be brave you’d tell us
There’s work to be done
Don’t dwell on sadness
But celebrate what’s fine
We bid you farewell
And heed your advice
We will think of you
Whene’er music is played
Your legacy’s alive
In the Volkert, now and always


Monday, November 28, 2016

A Cup of Ginger Tea

I was having a tummy ache. Lan told me to make myself a cup of ginger tea.

I am nursing myself with
A cup of ginger tea
It is soothing
It calms my nerves
That got wracked somehow
It’s a cup with many hearts
Each one represents
A love I feel somehow
Someone  
Across the miles
Is thinking of me
Someone
Who is far away
Has not forgotten me
Someone
Will write me a note
Or sing me a song
Someone
Will whisper my name
When darkness falls
Someone
Wants me to hold her hands
When they’re cold
I will be there
To be someone’s love
I will bring her
A cup of ginger tea
As a token
Of my love

Remembrance at Thanksgiving

We gather here, you and me
Giving thanks for the things we hold
For the love we’ve touched
And the time we’ve shared
We make memories to be remembered
When we’re together
We paint our lives with many colors
With strokes sometimes bold
Other times soft and slow
When our hearts are broken
We lean on each other
When joy brings us together
We laugh till our hearts are filled
When the moon rises
We marvel at the night
When the sun warms our earth
We treasure what’s given
When love is lost
We know it once was found
And we were the fortunate ones
Who had experienced it
At all

Monday, November 14, 2016

Solace

A reflection on Sunday 11/13/2016

I was in search of solace
Away from the jeers and cheers
I felt like being upside down
In a world that aligned with me not

I found myself deep in the woods
Where only a few mortals care to trod
In the clean air I felt God
Granting me the calm I sought

With my camera I captured colors
Of orange, yellow, red, and green
Which glowed under the autumn sunray
Where the cool air warmed and dispelled distress

I took tea from the Drink Me cup
A souvenir from a magic time
It served well in mending my heart
I felt better amid the confusing time

Today’s sermon was of planting a tree
When one feels the end of the world is coming near
For hope is eternal, faith is clear
God’s grace will keep you safe from fear


Thursday, November 10, 2016

Collage 34

In our land the trees don’t turn
Different pretty colors from green
The weather stays warm
When the autumn wind turns
But Texas pumpkins grow lushly
Whether they are big or small
And the spirit of Halloween
Is welcomed by Dad and Mom
We dressed up in costumes
To romp around pumpkin patches and everywhere
We chose a few lucky pumpkins
And carved them with an artistic flair
Scary faces they look
But their manner is fair
We turned a special one into Darth Vader
In a shiny black armor
We strolled the street for trick-or-treat
In the twilight we went to sleep
That was not the only delight
We had when November drew near
There were birthdays to celebrate
We observed them in our country home of Sealy
The food was plentiful
The air was fresh
The wind was warm
With a touch of chill at night in the air
We got thrills from the rides on the farm
The fish in the creek said no to our fishing game
We hope they’ll say yes
The next time we want to play again
What fun it was for all of us to be together
It is surely best to have a birthday in October


Saturday, November 5, 2016

First Birthday

My beautiful angel
You grew so fast
It was just a year ago
When I was there, at your birth
Had time stood still
I’d be the familiar face
You’d turn to
I could hold you
In your contentment
I could gaze into your face
Looking at the calm blue eyes
And smile with you
When your smile melts my heart
Time marches on
And I am eagerly awaiting
The time you’ll talk
And tell me many things
The time you’ll hold my hands
With love in your eyes
The time you’ll touch
On purpose
The time you’ll say
I love you too, Bà Ngoại
And I’ll cry
Happy tears
And laugh with you
As you grow
Through many birthdays to come




Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Wake-Up Time

After a day of travel to a country home in the heart of Texas, far from our suburban home in another state, we went to sleep easily. We were still in bed when a boy ran into our bedroom. “Wake-up time,” he said. He was full of life, full of potentials, full of everything a young boy ought to have. We stirred, wanting to linger in dreamland. He pulled the curtain open. “It’s light outside,” he said. We relished the memories he brought, of two little girls and a little boy – rousing us from our slumber on a Christmas morning.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Jeanne Farris' Soccer Story

I know Jeanne from playing with her in my first soccer tournament in Puerto Vallarta, and again in a soccer tournament in Las Vegas. In town, we play against each other. But we’ve formed a bond because we’ve been on a number of road trips to visit a soccer teammate who no longer can play soccer due to illness and lives four hours away from us.

Jeanne was already an athlete before she found soccer. She had played tennis and golf before moving to the area in 1979. Two years after she moved to the area, she met a lady who played for the Fairfax Women’s Soccer Association (FWSA). The chance encounter happened when Jeanne took her son to a try-out for an Annandale Boys Club travel soccer team. The lady suggested women’s soccer to Jeanne. The women’s league had been in existence for five years. After watching a few games, Jeanne agreed to give soccer a try. As Jeanne tells it, “The rest is history.” Jeanne was at the “rock parties” to develop the Pine Ridge fields and attended many other groundbreaking events. Since joining, she has served on the FWSA board many times, as a division commissioner and as an editor for the FWSA newsletters.

At the beginning, Jeanne played with a team called “Charge!!” When this team moved up an age division, the name got changed to “Wingz.” Over the years, she has played with many other teams, including Shadies, Tide, Wildcats, Midlife Crisis, Still Kickin, and Genesis, the team she’s currently playing with. She has been to numerous out-of-state tournaments with different teams, including several Veteran’s Cup tournaments in different age groups (50+, 55+, 60+, and 65+), San Diego’s Prime of Life, Las Vegas Friendship, York, Puerto Vallarta, California Senior Games, and National Seniors’ Games. She has won many medals, including a Gold, and prizes such as T-shirts and beach towels. She played in the “first ever" 55+ tournament in San Diego and the "first ever" 65+ tournament in the Veteran's Cup in Virginia Beach.  She also played co-ed soccer for approximately ten years and has been playing indoor women’s soccer since the early 1980's.

Jeanne has had a fair share of injuries over the years. Some types of injuries occurred more than once and some required the use of crutches for several weeks. She has experienced a torn right quad, a torn left hamstring, a fractured right wrist, a fractured left wrist, a fractured right ankle, and torn ankle ligaments. She has had a meniscus repair for the right knee and a back surgery to fix four bulging discs. Once each of her injuries healed, she went back to playing.

Now at age 74, she says she has slowed down a lot. She is still the team representative to her 50+ outdoor team. She plays in the goal when the regular goal keeper can’t play, otherwise she assumes a midfield or defense position. She says she loves watching the younger players from the more secure keeper position!

Jeanne appreciates that lifelong friendships have been formed on the soccer field.  She asks, “Where else could you find similar attitudes – the love of the soccer game?”




                                                                                 At the Virginia Beach Vet's Cup 2015

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Ruth Walton's Soccer Story

I first knew Ruth from playing with her on my first soccer tournament in Puerto Vallarta. Since then, we’ve played together a few more times, gone to a funeral together, and bumped into each other now and then. Ruth no longer plays soccer, but she loves soccer so much and cannot stay away from it. Now she devotes her time to promote the Fairfax Women’s Soccer Association (FWSA) by recruiting and training players, especially for the youngest age group. She is currently a member of the FWSA Recruitment Committee. She is very involved in organizing new teams. She feels that soccer is a game that gives beginners a chance to have fun from day one, as long as they can run and kick. She still comes to the field to watch her former team or the new teams she helps put together play.

Ruth has served as the head commissioner for FWSA and was instrumental in the community effort that turned Pine Ridge, an unused school site, into permanent parkland with three soccer fields and three T-ball fields. Lots of fund-raising activities and hard labor followed the groundbreaking in 1983 to culminate in the Opening Day Ceremonies for Pine Ridge on October 14, 1989. In recognition of Ruth’s contribution, the Fairfax County Park Authority named one of the three soccer fields for Ruth Walton. Ruth is very proud of this legacy. She enjoys watching FWSA teams and numerous young children play on the same field she used to play. She wants to see these young athletes get as much pleasure from soccer as she has.

It was in September of 1976 that Ruth and a number of soccer moms (moms of soccer players) decided to form a women’s soccer team. Ruth was in her late 30’s then. She had played tennis before, but had not played soccer. Neither did any member of her team. They joined the FWSA which already played one season. There were only three other teams in the league in the fall of 1976.

Over the years, Ruth has played in many soccer tournaments and has assumed many positions on the field. She has played both defense and offense. She loved scoring as a forward, especially by heading the ball into the goal. The most memorable goal was the one she scored in the last game she played. That was in a tournament in Bellingham, Washington. She boasts of playing in the first ever soccer tournament for women over 55 and the first ever tournament for women over 60, both in San Diego. She played other tournaments in Las Vegas, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, Washington State, and Puerto Vallarta. She calls the Puerto Vallarta tournament the “high point” because she played with a great group of “wild and crazy” women who had fun together. She remembers taking a wonderful tour by a local expert and having dinner with her teammates in a restaurant on a cliff overlooking the ocean.

Ruth stopped playing when she was 70, but she says she still dreams about playing, despite several injuries along the way: a pulled quad, a pulled hamstring, a broken toe, a contusion in her thigh (which caused a pint of blood to seep down inside her leg), a torn meniscus, an eye hemorrhage, and numerous scrapes and bruises. After each injury, she tried to take as little time off as possible. None of the injuries ever caused her to think of giving up the game. In fact, soccer became a life-long passion for Ruth. She sees the value of soccer besides the physical exercise it offers: the fun and camaraderie among teammates. She has seen players supporting each other as they go through difficult health issues or personal problems. She feels that team spirit and occasional life-long friendships are among the most important aspects of soccer. And soccer even gives them the chance to see new places and learn new things when they go on tournaments.


                                                                                       At a Las Vegas tournament

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Kathy Straight's Classics Story

Kathy is a Classics. So am I. Kathy started with Classics long before I did. I’d wanted to compile stories of Classics ladies. I sent out a questionnaire to the Classics players, sort of. Kathy was the first to give me an account of her soccer story. I’d like to share it here.
Kathy was recruited into soccer by a lady named Kipper. Kathy thought Kipper was a founder of the Fairfax Women’s Soccer Association (FWSA) in Fairfax County, but is not totally sure. It was in the 1970’s, the time I began my life journey in this new country of mine. Kipper had to do heavy recruiting at the beginning. She was a member of the same church that Kathy attended. She convinced Kathy and Chris, Kathy’s very good friend, to give soccer a try. Chris, being German, knew something about soccer, whereas Kathy had no clue. The two friends agreed to play. They were both in their 30’s at the time. They were assigned to the same team called Sunshiners. Kathy had so much fun at her first game that she fell down laughing. The next week, she was told there would be no laughing on the field. That was the ref being stern, laying down the rules. Kathy retold the story with a twinkle in her eye.
In the late 1990’s, the first tryout was held to recruit players for a team to go to a soccer tournament in San Diego. Kathy was amazed that she was chosen. Seven of her fellow teammates, and now her good friends, also made the team. They played. They had a taste of soccer tournaments. They wanted more! Kathy recalled discussing with her friend Chris the possibility of forming a select team of over-50-year-old women to play in future soccer tournaments, while they were pushing their grandchildren’s strollers. The movement was started with a meeting hosted by Chris at her house. They were able to recruit players from other local soccer teams within the league. Thus Team Classics was born. Although the players were in their 50’s, there was no 50-and-over division in FWSA at that time, so they went to 50-and-over tournaments, but played in the 40-and-over division within FWSA. At some point, it was time for Classics to add younger players to the roster. That’s when I came in. Kathy said I was the first “baby” to be selected to join the team.
Since I’ve joined Classics, the team underwent several changes. There were more “young” players added. Then there was a change in coaches, which simultaneously resulted in a loss of about half of the players. Then there were splits and regroups. Eventually the team moved up an age group. FWSA currently has 50-and-over and 60-and-over divisions, in addition to open, 30-and-over, and 40-and-over divisions. We’ve come a long way.
Kathy has played soccer in two international tournaments, a number of tournaments in San Diego, one Veterans Cup, and one Senior Olympics Games in Palo Alto at the Stanford soccer fields. She likes the fact she can tell people she played at Stanford. One of the San Diego games was at the U.S. Olympic fields at Chula Vista so she can say she played there, where she almost expired from the heat. Asked about memorable moments playing in tournaments, she recalled the time she was taken out of the game because her coach didn’t think she played well, but she thought she did. She took out her sorrow in the hotel bar that night, singing and dancing. She was happy that a teammate joined in. She also remembered having terrific support from the sidelines in many tournament games.
Besides soccer, Kathy also played basketball. She played basketball in the Senior Games in Louisville, KY in 2007. Kathy had surgery for a meniscus tear when she was 69. She is not sure if that was from playing soccer or basketball. She quit basketball before quitting soccer.
When Kathy turned 76, she decided to stay with Classics, although many of her fellow teammates from the beginning had either moved away or “retired” from soccer. Kathy chose to play only when the team was ahead. Otherwise, she was happy to sit on the sideline and cheer for the team. She served as the team representative for many seasons. Currently, she no longer plays soccer. She says she’s satisfied to retire from soccer with one international goal.
Kathy says soccer was an opening for her to release stress, and at the same time, it gave her so much fun. She played soccer during the time she had to take care of four young children, one with a disability. Soccer gave her an opportunity to do what she loved to do - run and challenge the opposition and make lasting friends. It was at an indoor game in 1997 when a teammate asked if anyone wanted to go to Paris. She was quick to say yes. That was the first “just-for-fun” trip she made with soccer friends, and the fun continues to this day.
                                                      Getting ready for Mama Mia at National Theater

Thursday, October 6, 2016

How I Found Soccer and Classics

I’d been in the new country a little over four years. I was newly married. I’d recently graduated from college. Even more recently, I’d quit my entry-level job in a medical research laboratory in a prestigious university with nice bosses to move to a new town in a new state – unemployed and not knowing anyone in town besides my husband.

I wanted to work, but work was hard to find. The majority of jobs in the area I was living in required U.S. citizenship, which I didn’t have at the time. I would have to wait another year to be eligible for citizenship, but by moving to another state, that set me back another year. Thus I would not be eligible for citizenship for another two years.

I looked for work in the want ads of the daily newspaper. I eventually found a job working in a local hospital, assisting a radiologist in a laboratory setting. But not right away. I found something else first. One day I saw a want ad for women’s soccer. The ad was from the coach of a local women’s soccer team in need of more players.

Where I grew up, sports were not promoted, especially not for girls. That is not to say there were no sports for women, but the opportunities were limited. Within my family environment, opportunities were even more limited. I grew up with no extracurricular activities. Time not in school was spent helping my mother in her bookstore, and doing housework and homework. That is not to say education was not important. It was important enough that I got to be enrolled in extra mathematics and foreign language classes outside of my regular high school. But physical activities and anything outside of “core” subjects, such as music or arts, were not encouraged, or even were prohibited. We were scolded for singing, even though our bookstore sold lyric sheets. Singing did not bring honor to the family, as an A+ report card would.

So I’d never played sports in my life, even though I grew up craving to learn how to swim or how to play tennis. I’d never known soccer. I had no idea what it meant or what it involved. I am lucky that I’m married to an open-minded man who encourages me to try new things and who doesn’t think women should be limited in their dreams and endeavors. He thinks those who exclude women in anything limit themselves to only half of the population of mankind. He told me that I should try soccer because I had nothing to lose.

I called the number on the want ad. The team accepted me. Bless them. The team had a mixture of younger and older players. We had a mother-and-daughter pair. I played with the team for two seasons. I learned a lot, even though I could not master the art of heading the ball. I even had an admirer in a teammate. She played offense and she told me I always looked so cool and calm in my defense. I had the time of my life. I didn’t want to quit.

But life changed. My husband and I were to move back to the state where we were married to go back to school, to be near my parents. We were about to have our first child at the same time. I insisted on playing while being pregnant, but it was clear I wasn’t as speedy. I had to leave the team. I was sad. But being a new mother while attending graduate school kept me busy.

I had two more children. Being a mother  while working outside of the home kept me away from playing soccer myself, but I never stopped loving the sport. I enrolled all my three children in soccer. I did not just give them soccer. They also participated in other activities such as swimming, skating, ballet, T-ball, gymnastics, scouting, music, and arts.

When I felt I needed to be home more to be with the children, I cut my work schedule from full time to part time, and eventually I stayed home full time. I went back to soccer myself, while my children were still playing the same sport. Sixteen years after leaving soccer behind, I joined a women’s league. I played with Fury at first. We had a coach. He also coached Classics. He introduced me to the latter in the second year of my playing, and that’s when I became a Classics player. I continued to play with both Fury and Classics for many years. I still play with Classics, although the team’s roster has changed over the years. Classics also has moved up an age group.

Being a Classics player opened up new horizons. I started to play indoors and go to tournaments with other Classics players. My first tournament was in Puerto Vallarta. I ended up going there three times. But more than soccer, Classics gave me a camaraderie I still treasure today. Some of these women were instrumental in forming the league. Most of them did not grow up playing soccer. They were soccer moms who formed teams to be able to play soccer themselves. They traveled to compete in tournaments and have brought home medals. They went back a long way together and formed a tight-knit group of friends. They embraced me and included me in their circle.

I love soccer. I am grateful that I’ve found soccer. I am grateful for the team that took me in when I was uncertain in a new town. I can’t imagine another sport that would give me so much fun and aerobic exercise at the same time. Soccer has given me an outlet and helped me relieve tension and cope with life difficulties when I needed it. I am glad to be part of the Classics story, the story of strong women who make things happen and who know how to have fun. They are an inspiration. 

Friday, September 30, 2016

Happiness

Happiness is a direction
That can change destination
No matter which way I turn
No matter which fork I choose
Happiness flows through
I can feel it in my heart
I can feel it in my bones
I am determined to
Have happiness by my side
Along on my journey
It is meant to be
A direction
Or more subjectively
The direction for me

Oct 2015

Inspired by

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Life

Once I was unsure of myself. Once I didn’t feel I belonged anywhere. Once I was lonely and craved friendship. Once I cried often. Once I was lost in a big world. You have something to do with what I am and how I feel, and with my outlook and passion. At times I feel lonely, but I’ve known love. At times I feel inadequate, but I have a quiet confidence that I am okay. At times I cry, but I know tomorrow will be another day. And then there are times I inspire others. Life is good – and powerful.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Collage 33

On the raft we jetted
Over the water blue
We were secure in life vests
Lest the waves flip our boat
We went out into the open
With Mom and Dad and friends
Letting our hair fly in the current
And our faces covered in mist
That’s what we do in warm weather
Having fun with water and sun
That may be the highlight of the season
But we also love to run
On the soccer field we score
On the rocking wall we climb
In the swimming pool we splash
In the green tractors we ride
At the park we do pull-ups
At the zoo we feed the goats
Under the water sprays we play
Over our heads the sky is blue
In each other’s arms we embrace
We have reasons to enjoy each day 


Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Love

Life is a journey
Sprinkled with love
Some falls softly
Some endures
Some gently caresses
Some touches deeply
Some lingers
Some brushes by
Some gives a smile
Some inspires
Some breaks a heart
Some mends a soul
If you leave the journey
I’ll keep your love
Pure and simple
Love pulls me close
To inner peace
I miss you so

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

This Morning's Commute

I sat at a window seat on the metro. It was still dark outside. I looked out at buildings, lit from the inside, and cars on the street, with their lights on. I wondered how many people were still in bed. The passing sight should be more familiar to me than it really was. I rarely looked up from my reading material. I admonished myself for not knowing it better. At East Falls Church, I put away my magazine and closed my eyes, but I did not go to sleep. I would get off before the end of the line. 

Friday, August 12, 2016

Collage 32

It was treat
When Ông came to town
He showered us
With love and hugs
Drakeson and I
Did not mind it
I even posed
For a picture
While Ông held me
Was it just once?
No matter
He must have missed us
When he had to leave
But he said Florida was too hot
In late July
So he didn’t come
With us to Disney
It was my first time there
And I loved it
As long as Mama
Was always nearby
Or at least Dada
Was there for me
Bà and cô Liên came
But I wasn’t ready
To abandon Mama
So I cried
If someone else held me
Unless I knew
Mama was out of sight
Now that we’re back home
Cô Liên has left
Ông and Bà are not here
I kind of miss them
I bet Drakeson does
Too
I know they’ll come
To play with us
And watch us grow
Mickey can wait
Until next year
But Bà and Ông
Won’t take that long
To be together
With us
Again
This year