Memories of a Child
in Hoi An
Hoi An, Vietnam — Something happens to a child when they walk through a place made of lantern light and old rivers. For Naima, each alleyway is a portal to a well-kept secret and its discovery is a wonder that shines brightest through her young eyes. I also watched how her parents, Ziq and Nana, began to understand that each moment of their parenthood now involves slowly letting go. Giving their daughter the freedom to grow into the person they are wondering to become.
