My first plate was piled high with shrimp, squid, crab, and mantis shrimp. The second was filled with oysters, salmon, and sashimi. The third was a mountain of grilled meat.

Last weekend, my family went to a popular buffet restaurant in downtown Ho Chi Minh City. The place offered more than 100 dishes, from premium seafood like lobster, grilled oysters with cheese, salmon, and sashimi to a wide range of Vietnamese, Korean, and Japanese food.

Da Lat's mountain passes are not experiencing minor erosion. They are cracking apart.

An old man, soaked from head to toe, sits on his doorstep that has just emerged after being submerged under water for four days.

Many Vietnamese students struggle to speak English clearly, pronounce words correctly, or understand native speakers, even after over a decade of learning the language.

Along my journey with UNICEF, I have met countless children and families whose lives have been torn apart by disasters.

Vietnamese students spend years studying English, yet many still freeze the moment they meet a native speaker.

My stomach churned. Cold sweat poured down my body as I vomited nonstop. The diarrhea that followed drained every bit of strength I had.

A recent study shows that hiring the wrong employee can cost a company several times more than hiring the right one.

Is the desire for a thin figure and slim waist an obsession for many women, leaving them vulnerable to deceptive advertisements?

Years ago, a photo of one of Elon Musk's high school physics exercises went viral online. Many people commented, half-jokingly, that even the billionaire Elon Musk had to learn torque problems, so students today shouldn't complain about having to study the same thing.

If the goal is for our students to achieve high English proficiency, the change must start with the language model they hear most often: their teacher.

I have never been much of a gamer. But when Flappy Bird suddenly exploded worldwide a decade ago, I could not help but download it out of curiosity.

The habit of re-seasoning food, especially noodle soups, has almost become instinctive for many diners in Vietnam.

The flight landed on time. I hurried to the baggage claim thinking I would be out and on my way to a meeting within 10–15 minutes. Thirty minutes went by. An hour passed. My suitcase still had not appeared.

It was a summer day in the Dutch countryside when I met a boy about 12 or 13 years old.

Making English a compulsory subject from grade 1 is undeniably the right direction, but as a parent, the policy still brings me mixed thoughts: I'm worried that my child will be overloaded.

"Half a kilo more, come on! The plane carries hundreds of people, what difference does it make?" a woman snapped as airline staff stopped her at the check-in counter.

I got to the airport early, but the flight was delayed, then the airline changed the boarding gate, causing me to miss my flight.