Sometimes strange things happen. In the afternoon mostly, after lunch and rest.
Today in was the morning. A communist asked me
" Did I know the difference between Chinese communism and Vietnamese communism"?
To be honest..I did not.
This is the first time I had been asked this question. A new experience. I sensed a passion, a desire for me to answer. We ascendΒ from time-to-time. So I said
" The characterization of the struggle"
I put effort into this. Attention and love. Was the communist satisfied? I don't know