Here are a few samples from their collection (edited for length):
The War Marriage
I met my husband when we were both 18 and in the army. We got married right in the trenches of Dien Bien Phu. It was wartime; we only needed our fellow soldiers, a few packs of cigarettes, some candy and a round of applause to call it a wedding. Everything else was considered a luxury.
I am 101 years old now. We stayed together until he died two years ago. We were thrown out of our house by our son, he even beat his own father. We lost everything we worked hard for.
We turned to begging on the streets and picking trash to survive and slept here at night. He passed away just one week after the coughing fits came. I always have his picture with me. No matter what I do, I can’t stop thinking about him. I miss him so much.
Humans of Hanoi: So boys, what’s your favourite hobby?
The boys: Going to school!
Their adoptive mother: These guys are twin brothers. They suffer from memory deficiency caused by ADHD, one of them has a cleft lip. I enrolled the boys in primary school many times before, but it’s too difficult for them so they’re back in preschool now. Their biological parents gave them up because they couldn’t raise them. They live in the countryside, at least I know the father still does. The mother left a long time ago…
The Mixed Couple
Humans of Hanoi: What made you fall for the other?
Woman: He asked me out for a beer. He fell for me first.
Man: No, she fell for me first. She brought over medicine when I was sick.
Humans of Hanoi: And who lost their cool first and dropped the ‘L’ word?
Man: Oh we Welsh never say it first. That’s a tradition.
Woman: Well, neither do the Vietnamese. Our feelings are unspoken — we both knew it was meant to be without having to say anything.