September 2nd is a very special day in Vietnam—National Day. Streets across the country fill with bright red flags, the sound of cheerful music, and the smell of delicious food coming from every home. In Lala’s house, the celebration begins in the kitchen, where Mom decides to make a big pot of sticky rice, a traditional dish loved by everyone in the family.
Early in the morning, Mom washes the glutinous rice carefully while humming a patriotic song. Lala, curious as always, rushes over and asks if she can help. Mom smiles warmly, handing her a small bowl. “Of course, my little helper. You can help me measure the beans and sprinkle the sesame seeds later.” Lala’s eyes light up with excitement.
Together, they place the rice in a bamboo steamer, layering it gently with mung beans to create the golden filling. The steam slowly rises, carrying a fragrant aroma through the house. Lala waves her hand through the steam, giggling as it tickles her nose. “It smells so good already, Mom!” she exclaims.
While waiting, Mom tells Lala stories about Vietnam’s history—how people came together with love for their country, how families celebrated National Day in the past, and how important it is to cherish traditions. Lala listens carefully, her young heart filled with pride. She feels happy knowing she is part of something bigger than just one celebration.
Finally, the sticky rice is ready. Mom lets Lala sprinkle roasted sesame and shredded coconut on top. The golden, glistening rice looks beautiful, and Lala claps her hands in joy. “We did it, Mom! This is the best sticky rice ever!”
When Dad and Grandma join them at the table, everyone enjoys the warm, fragrant dish. Between laughter and bites, Lala proudly announces, “I helped make this for Vietnam’s National Day!” Her family cheers, and Mom gives her a loving hug.
For Lala, the sticky rice is more than just food—it is a memory of family, tradition, and the pride of celebrating her country’s special day together.
