# juliettemaitriozon.com > Bridging cultures and generations through the voices of women. ## Posts - [Chanel 5](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/chanel-5/): I am shopping for food at my regular supermarket. I usually choose to go during lunch time, it’s less crowded. I am looking for a particular shampoo and hair conditioner, absorbed by the many brands on the shelves. A woman ‘s presence is felt, I don’t see her but I can smell her: the scent is recognisable and familiar. I close my eyes and inhale the air, I cannot help, but smile. I am brought back to my past, there is no mistake, the perfume she is wearing is Chanel #5. I take in the complex fragrance, a harmonious composition […] - [A poem "Frangipanis in Bloom"](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/a-poem-frangipanis-in-bloom/): Poem : “Frangipanis in Bloom”     Will you come? When? I am still here…waiting And counting  Sunrise after sunrise Until it sets inside My eyes And I can see The land drying and dying The dust falling from the sky Weighing on my shoulders Will you come? When? Do you hear The whistling of the bombs The whipping and the cracking The moaning of the dead And the children who will not come Are you afraid? You shouldn’t be I am here waiting The nights disappear like bruises Sorrow and pains Like paper lanterns Will fade away One day… […] - [An excerpt from "When the Frangipanis are in Bloom"](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/an-excerpt-from-when-the-frangipanis-are-in-bloom/): It was on April 30,1975, barely a month after I returned to France, that Master Sergeant Juan Jose Valdez became the last marine to board the last helicopter to leave from the roof of the U.S Embassy.  Two hours later, the North Vietnamese forces rolled through the gate of the Presidential palace in Saigon, effectively ending the war.  watching on television the dramatic and tragic outcome of the end of the Vietnam War, my heart cried out to the thousands of Vietnamese ‘at risk’, not being able to flee in the final phase of the evacuation, including my family.  For […] - [A strange dream](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/a-strange-dream/): A willow bending under the weight of thick droplets of rain, this is what she reminds me of: her back arched by carrying heavy bags, she is dragging her little feet, moving at the speed of a snail… It’s not just the bags she is carrying, but her many years too… My guilt is pushing me to ask: “May I help you?” She looks at me a bit frightened, her drooping shaped eyes squinting. I try to reassure her: “I am going your way and you would make me happy, if I could help.” I am smiling. I can tell […] - [The Carousel](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/the-carousel/): The wooden-horses spun joyfully in the middle of the Plaza, like a prized crown-jewel.  They were painted in vibrant hues of cerulean and crimson, prancing and dancing up and down.  Each horse bore a unique expression: fierce, gallant, gentle and whimsical. But it was ‘she’ who attracted his gaze.  Frozen in a moment of laughter with her long black silky hair framing the loveliest face with eyes so green he could drown in them, that was all he saw.   As the carousel turned, the soft music filled the air and the scent of popcorn and cotton candy mingled in the hot summer […] - [A Twisted Tale](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/a-twisted-tale/):   This is the story of a little girl who lives in a farm somewhere on this vast planet earth.  She is the only child and her parents love her very much. They are poor but happy. Life in a farm is difficult and demands long hours of work.  From early morning to sunset, there is always something to do. She doesn’t go to school because it is too far and the only donkey they have is already busy with all the farm’s chores. Every morning, they wake up to the rooster’s crow before the sun even rises.  The little girl likes his […] - [Once upon a time there was a little farm in Monflanquin](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/once-upon-a-time-there-was-a-little-farm-in-monflanquin/):   Many years and many dreams ago, that little farm from my early adolescence had haunted me: it was Mrs. Calmette’s farm just two miles from a charming Medieval village in the Lot et Garonne, “Monflanquin”.   It was a simple farmhouse built of stone with bright red shutters surrounded by a beautiful garden with shady trees overlooking the little perched village with its church bell tower rising proudly to the sky.   It was in July 1967, 54 years ago, when I first set foot in this part of France after two weeks in Paris and my painful departure from […] - [The Bag Lady/ a flash-fiction](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/the-bag-lady-a-flash-fiction/): The Bag Lady   Roaming the city through narrow cobbled stones streets with my belongings, I admit I am a ‘bag lady’. I carry everything I can in different bags, from small to large including plastic.     Like a turtle carrying its home on its back, I am free to go wherever I please. All the essentials are there: keys, make-up, combs, candies, Tylenol, scissors, plates, glasses, of course a bottle of water, some wine too and if I am lucky, a bottle of vodka, Stolishnaya (my favorite). Sometimes, the bags get too heavy, so I grab a trolley at […] - [A "tail" of Sam](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/a-tail-of-sam/):   I recall the very first moment when she picked me up, my heart started racing. And my little tail was wagging to the rhythm of my heartbeat. There was no doubt, it was love at first sight.  It was a cold winter day when I first met her but in her arms, I could smell flowers, she was spring.  I was attracted by her voice, sweet and gentle as she whispered softly in my ears. I was in heaven when she gave me little kisses while cupping my head and caressing it in between my ears. The trip home […] - [50th anniversary Vietnam War](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/50th-anniversary-vietnam-war/): April 30th of this year marked the 50th anniversary of the fall of formerly Saigon, now Ho Chi Minh City and the end of the Vietnam War. My parents sent me away along with my French God Father in July, 1967 at almost fifteen (see: Waltzing with the Dragons).  They joined me a year later after the Têt offensive in January 1968. The fall of Saigon on April 30, 1975 marked the end of a divided Vietnam. “In a spirit of closing the past, respecting differences, aiming for the future, the whole party, the people and the army vow to […] - [Discover the back cover of "When the Frangipanis are in Bloom"](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/discover-the-back-cover-of-when-the-frangipanis-are-in-bloom/):   “When the Frangipanis are in Bloom” is Juliette Mai Triozon’s second book about Vietnam and her family, after “Waltzing with the Dragons” a Memoir telling the story of her mother and herself from 1922-1967 in Vietnam.   Nam, her beloved ‘nanny’, more like her second mother was an orphan at five and went to live with her uncle, one of the last Mandarins in North Vietnam. She and her cousin Ly were inseparable. Together they escaped North Vietnam during the Japanese invasion during Worl War II.  Ly and her were separated as Ly was caught by the Japanese.  Nam was able […] - [It's done, it's published!](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/its-done-its-published/): Finally, my second book has been accepted and is now published on e-book format as well as paperback on Amazon.  So elated!  Looking forward to your comments. - [Soon to be published...](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/soon-to-be-published/): Hello everyone, I’m so proud to share with you the cover of my upcoming book — a story very close to my heart. When the Frangipanis Are in Bloom is inspired by the extraordinary life of Nam, my beloved nanny and second mother. Set against the backdrop of war and upheaval in Vietnam, it’s a tribute to the her quiet strength, loyalty, and love. This book is my way of honoring her — and inviting you into the world she lived, loved, and endured. 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The Books When the Frangipanis are in Bloom Spanning war, love, sacrifice, and unbreakable bonds, When the Frangipanis are in Bloom tells the unforgettable story of Nam—a woman who gave everything for the child she didn’t bear, but loved as her own. When the Frangipanis are in Bloom is Juliette Mai Triozon’s second book about Vietnam and her family, following Waltzing with the Dragons. Nam, the author’s beloved nanny and second mother, was […] - [Privacy Policy](https://juliettemaitriozon.com/privacy-policy/): Last updated: October 2025 This Privacy Policy describes how personal information is collected, used, and shared when you visit or interact with this website (the “Site”).The Site is administered from France and complies with the General Data Protection Regulation (GDPR – EU Regulation 2016/679). 1. 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