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# Small Moments Matter - Ep. 01 - A Pink Rabbit Keychain
- URL: https://extraordinary-by-choice.ghost.io/small-moments-matter-ep-01-a-pink-rabbit-keychain/
- Published: 2026-09-23T01:49:00.000Z
- Updated: 2026-09-27T06:16:33.000Z
- Author: Dean Rutty

I was wandering through Ho Chi Minh in southern Vietnam when I took a break to sit in the plaza across from Ben Thanh Market.

A young man with a microphone and a camera approached me. Despite the obscurity of the situation, he approached me calmly and spoke softly in clear, fluent English.

"I help teach young students how to speak English so they can get better jobs in the future. I like to film conversations with foreigners to show them different accents and how they can practice with strangers too. Can you please speak with me?"

I was a bit skeptical, but without prompting, he handed me his phone to show me his Instagram account with all the work he has done. He seemed legitimate, and I didn't have anywhere else to be.

It felt quite strange to have a notably forced conversation with a phone camera and a microphone held up to your face. The dialogue was generic by design: my name, my occupation, why I was in Vietnam.

And then he asked me:

"What's the best advice to tell people how to live a better life?"

Startled and unprepared, I said what came naturally.

"Take a hot shower, put on clean clothes and have a drink of water. That fixes more problems than you'd think".

With both of us smiling, he cut the camera, reached into his bag and handed me a gift: a keychain with a thumb-sized rubber pink rabbit on it.

We spent another few minutes talking. He told me his favourite food and coffee spots in the city, and told me to 'be patient' with Vietnam.

As we went to say goodbye, a group of school-aged children in uniform ran past with their hands out, demanding high-fives and screaming 'hello!' with the level of enthusiasm only a child could have.

I don't remember his name.

But I still have the keychain.