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Day 19 - A Son in Debt Bondage is Returned Home - Updated

In Day 19 of my blog (this is the third entry) I wrote about a 13 year old son in debt bondage now reunited with his family. Here is a picture of the whole family together. Dad is back from working in the jungle for the past two months for wages of $50 US.


Plans for the whole community will start (well-digging has to happen in the dry season, when the water tables are at their lowest point). HOPE has purchased a big sack of rice for Huot's family that will provide them with at least sufficient sustenance for the next little while. It is not a total, sustainable change, but it will definitely take the burden off the family of having enough to eat. Rice has also been purchased for the closest neighbours as well.

This was possible due to some of the funds we raised as part of our UNION commitment. The remainder of the funds will be used towards the projects for the village.

Posted by Sydney324 16:24 Archived in Cambodia Tagged cambodia village hope debt bondage Comments (0)

Day 17 - Last Day in Prahos Kbal

Tuesday, July 23, 2013


Today was a very early start as we got up at 4:30 am. It wasn't a particularly good sleep for me and I had already been up since about 2 am and was dozing on and off. No one had a really good sleep as there was a lot on our minds.

It would be our last day in Prahos Kbal and we would have to say goodbye to all the people that had carved a place in our hearts. We all knew that in coming to Cambodia, living and working in a village, meeting families and playing with children, our hearts would inevitably become attached. We just didn't know to what degree. We didn't know how much we could come to care in just a short time, not just for the people of Cambodia but for each other, our team. We also knew deep down that chances are that we will never come back to this village again. The hope is that we do return one day, but life happens and you just never know.

It wouldn't be an easy day...but as Buddha says, life is always changing. Change isn't easy and the sooner one accepts that change is inevitable, the easier it is to deal with. I am still working on this and continue to struggle with change. I generally love change and thrive when the changes are my idea.

"Impermanence and Change

The seemingly fixed and solid world you see around you actually is in a state of flux. Our senses may not be able to detect moment-to-moment change, but everything is always changing. When we fully appreciate this, we can fully appreciate our experiences without clinging to them. We can also learn to let go of old fears, disappointments, regrets. Nothing is real but this moment.

Because nothing is permanent, everything is possible. Liberation is possible. Enlightenment is possible.

Thich Nhat Hanh wrote,

'We have to nourish our insight into impermanence every day. If we do, we will live more deeply, suffer less, and enjoy life much more. Living deeply, we will touch the foundation of reality, nirvana, the world of no-birth and no-death. Touching impermanence deeply, we touch the world beyond permanence and impermanence. We touch the ground of being and see that which we have called being and nonbeing are just notions. Nothing is ever lost. Nothing is ever gained. [The Heart of the Buddha's Teaching (Parallax Press 1998), p. 124]"

(Excerpt from http://buddhism.about.com/od/basicbuddhistteachings/a/Impermanence.htm)

We crawled out of bed, brushed teeth, and shook ourselves awake. We had to prepare for a lunch for the village. We were expecting about 250 guests. It was the Union team's parting gift to the village.

We sat at a table that Ron usually used and where the workers, Pang, Tia, Kom and others hung out. Here there were bags and bags of vegetables covering the table. We got to the task of peeling carrots, eggplants, potatoes, garlic, chopping up green beans and onions.

While we did this, each team member took a turn packing up all their belongings as we would be heading to Pursat sometime after lunch.

Clark, "I don't cook" was assigned the important task of roasting the peanuts in a wok. The peanuts were later crushed and added to the curry.

The guys, Pang, Tia and Kom were helping out as usual. Pang was helping out with the curry preparation, Tia went off to go pick up more supplies and Kom went to pick up two large cans which were used as bases for the two large metal bowls in which the curry was cooked.

And just in case you have the urge to cook for 250 people, here is the list of the Ingredients you will need:

35 chickens
16 kg (35 lbs) carrots
20 kg (44 lbs) potatoes
10 kg (22 lbs) eggplants
6 kg (13 lbs) green beans
35 coconuts
8 kg (17 lbs) onions
3 kg (6 lbs) garlic
3 kg (6 lbs) mixed spices
2 kg (4 lbs) shrimp paste
3 kg (6 lbs) palm sugar
3 litres oil
4 bottles fish sauce
1/4 Kg MSG

Instead of serving rice with the curry, 500 baguettes were purchased which meant 500 baguettes had to be cut up.

Before long, large numbers of children began to arrive. Children that we had not even seen before. They were everywhere. There must have been well over a hundred kids or more and lunch was still hours away.

All our food prep duties were done and now some of the women from the village would be arriving to help our cook Ron to prepare the curry.

We got to the tough task of packing up our room, our home at the village for the past three weeks. Down came the mosquito nets, bedding was rolled up, suitcases packed, garbage dumped, floors were swept and before long it looked almost like we had not ever been there.

We did our best to keep the children entertained. I handed out stickers and also got the children into one of the classrooms where we had a bit of school lesson with numbers. Pang and Tia helped to translate for me as my command of Khmer is limited. The children decided that they would sticker us as well as themselves. Managing that many children was kind of exhausting but it made them so happy.

Before lunch all the children were gathered in the playground neatly lined up in rows. The village heads were also in attendance along with a policeman and a few others. Leah read from our card to the village in which we all wrote something to them. We were also invited to say something more if we wanted to. Once again Leah translated. I got to let everyone know how it has been a dream of mine for over 15 years to come to Cambodia and that I am so grateful to have been able to come here. My memory is now so clouded by emotions that I no longer remember all of what I said. I did add that I really enjoyed teaching yoga to the children. That part of the trip will remain very special to me. Leah also translated everything the others had to say to us. We were thanked many times over for giving up our time and coming to help them.

One of the ladies that spoke was from another village. She wanted to thank us for coming.

We also learned that the children had never received toys before, they just didn't have them. So thanks again to my cousin Elaine for all the generous school supplies and toys...you really made a difference in the lives of these children. I was so glad I lugged an extra suitcase full of things for the children. Their smiles and genuine happiness were priceless.

Being in Cambodia meant so much because our coming made a real impact, we improved the lives of people here. How often can that be said back home. It is just not the same. Some of the team pitched in and bought a fishing net for a man for $30. Now he has a way to catch fish, eat, sell his excess and can be self sufficient. For $30, he has a chance. The net he was using was borrowed and was not very good. He wasn't catching fish.

$200 bought a sugar cane machine for Ron. The Union team did this for her. It would have taken her years to save up for it. This gave her and her family a future. She could have an income.

$50 got a young boy out of debt bondage. He is back with his family.

There are thousands of people that need help and it is not always possible to help every single one of them but to know that we have helped make a difference for some is a wonderful feeling. It is a start. It is something. You no longer feel so helpless.

Two of the classrooms had desks set up and this is where the children and adults would be having their lunch.

Later we found out that the children rarely if ever get to eat meat. Soft drinks had been purchased and I have no idea how many bottles but there was a lot. Pop is a once a year treat for children, generally only for New Years. One little boy kept saying thank you, thank you to me. It was written all over his face just how happy this one meal meant to him, a meal that children back home get all the time and take for granted.

We served all the children their lunches, the teachers and the workers were gathered in another room where they were enjoying their lunch and this is when we sat down to eat in our room.

After cleaning up after lunch we hung out with the children some more. A few more pictures and a few more hugs. Words whispered to the children, telling them how much we care for them. Handing out more cookies.

It was now just before noon and it was time to get going. Rainbow and I were with Tia and he was getting emotional. The van had been packed up with all our belongings. It was hard to believe that we were nearly at the end of our three weeks.

We started our goodbyes, our cook Ron was crying. I don't think any of us expected the always smiling Ron to cry. Her tears made us even more emotional. We had already spent much of the morning taking pictures, hugging and hanging out with the children especially the ones that really made a dent in our hearts.

It was so very hard to leave the children and the adults that we had all come to care for in the three weeks that we were here. Some of the children were clearly emotional. I was crying a lot and it was so very tough to go and to know that we will likely never see any of them ever again.

It was a tough ride back to Pursat. Everyone was feeling emotional, there were lots of hugs and then we just had to get out there. It was overwhelming.

Before long we arrived in Pursat at our hotel. This is the same hotel that we had stayed in previously and would be here for three nights and then head to Phnom Penh Friday am. I was again sharing a room with my surrogate daughter, Linda.

Later that evening when I had my two suitcases from the hotel, I was able to confirm my fear that I had really lost my other camera. The one Michael had bought for me. I should have been more careful as I was sure I had left it in the safe at the hotel in Siem Reap. I would need to get help to follow up with the hotel to see if it was in the safe where I thought I had left it.

This was definitely a tough day, not as tough as Day 19 but tough nevertheless or our day at the Killing Fields.

Posted by Sydney324 23:48 Archived in Cambodia Tagged children cambodia village hope pursat prahos kbal Comments (0)

Day 20 - Pursat to Phnom Penh

Friday, July 26, 2013

sunny 30 °C

[left][center]Breakfast at our hotel in Pursat at 7:30 am and then we would be heading off to Phnom Penh. I had a Cambodian breakfast of fried noodles with chicken at the hotel. This was one of the better dishes I have received as it was covered with lots of greens, carrots, mushrooms and baby corn. Before this I had a fresh coconut and happily drank the coconut water dry. I am now a fan of coconut water. All the times I tried to learn to like it in Vancouver because it was good for me didn't gel. Maybe I just needed to do it in the right setting and now I am hooked. I doubt that the canned coconut water can measure up to fresh coconut water.

We loaded up the van with our luggage and off we went. I had now been sitting in the front seat of the van after my bad bout with car sickness. I generally do not ever experience car sickness but with the bumpy dirt roads and the winding driving due to piles of dirt everywhere, it was too much for me.

We made a stop at a nearby women's cooperative which wdas operated by the government. There women made goods out of cotton, silk, wove mats, placemats, carvings out of wood and various types of stone, silk wallets, purses, kramas (the traditional Khmer cotton scarves.) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krama, etc. We saw women weaving large mats, one young woman was disabled and her wheelchair was nearby. We also watched two women weave silk fabric on large looms. Another woman, a mother had her baby nearby and she was taking thread and spinning it onto a large spool using a bicycle wheel to spin with. We went to their store after our short tour and bought many of their goods as we not only found unique items but we wanted to support them as well.

We travelled for about an hour and a half when Sing turned off the main road onto a dirt one. Rainbow had asked us earlier if we liked surprises and I think everyone said that they do as long as they were good surprises. Soon enough it was announced that we would be taking a boat and going to see the floating village. We got into a boat that had plastic chairs for us to sit on. None of the chairs were secured to the boat and there were life jackets but no one put them on despite a few of us not knowing how to swim. In hindsight it might have been a smart idea to put them on.

It was truly an astounding experience. An entire floating village on the Tonle Sap River. Many homes, businesses of every kind that you would find in a landlocked village. Gas stations, grocery stores, cell phone stores, hardware and more.

Some of the homes had satellite dishes attached to them. We saw a father and son in a hammock while looking at their iPad. We also saw a sight that made your stomach flip, a woman holding a cut watermelon and she was washing it in the river.

Garbage is a real problem in Cambodia. People litter everywhere. At the village the children, would eat and just drop their wrappers, food bits and anything they didn't want onto the ground. This made it so much more work as there was constant littering and whenever you had to dig up any soil it would be littered with garbage which would have to be pulled out. It also didn't help as there were no garbage bins to be seen. Disposal of garbage seems to be dealt with partly by burning it and that just causes more air pollution. Other times it just sits there. I saw large heaps of garbage in Phnom Penh and I expect that in the city trucks would pick that up as the pile was larger than the last time we were in Phnom Penh some three weeks ago.

We got back on the road after thoroughly enjoying our little boat ride and went to the roadside restaurant that we went to for a beverage the last time we came this way. Last time the place was not very busy at all. This time the tables were filled with customers and we got to sit in a private room at the very back. Chairs were covered with white fabric and the bathroom was one of the nicest I have used since coming to Cambodia. It was now 12:30 pm and Leah said we are just here for a snack and would be going for a very late lunch at a French restaurant in Phnom Penh. We had a snack of french fries with three different dips, ketchup, soya sauce and lime juice with salt/pepper and msg. While we ate we watched a silly soap opera from the Phillipines. We had a lot of good laughs and it was great fun.

Soon we were back on the road to head to Phnom Penh. It was about another one and a half hour trip before we arrived. Along the way we saw a lot of political rallys as today was the last day that the parties could promote themselves. Tomorrow was the day before the election. Once the ballots closed they will be counted and the results known in a day or two. Large sections of downtown roads were closed for the parties. There was a very noticeable police presence and a large amount of military were stationed everywhere.

We arrived in Phnom Penh around 4:00 and Sing dropped us off for a very late lunch/dinner at a French restaurant called comme a la maison. There is a reason why you should not go for another country's food when you are not in that country. It is never quite right unless you are in a larger city such as Vancouver, Boston, New York or Seattle. There the food is prepared correctly. A valiant effort was made by this restaurant but it didn't quite cut it. I ordered the seafood with pasta and the sauce was like a tomato paste. The seafood was decent but nothing special. I had a Perrier water with my meal. Some of the other meals were quite good. After we finished eating, we walked to their adjoining bakery to order our dessert. We came back to the restaurant where I had a very tasty apple tart. This was the best part of my meal.

We left there shortly after 5 pm and went back to the hotel we stayed at last time, Indochine 2. I was excited about getting there as I would be reunited with my camera (that I had left in the safe at the hotel in Siem Reap) and also pick up a necklace with my name in Khmer that I had ordered when we first arrived in Phnom Penh.

We met in the lobby at 6:00 pm and walked along the main drag and soon ended up at the Phnom Penh Night Market. It was expected to be closed. I stimulated the economy getting some last minute items along with my teammates and then we went back to the main street.

Just outside the market, there was a sugar cane vendor using a sugar cane machine, the same type as what we were buying for Ron. Rainbow bought a sugar cane juice and we all shared this. Oh how things have changed. Three weeks ago we were such strangers, now we drink each other's water, beverages and taste each others meals and desserts. We have really gotten to know and care about each other, bonded and become a family.

I haven't always recorded the temperature in the blog as I often didn't know what it was. Humidity year round is a high between 80 to 90% and higher so you felt that much hotter. Most days I think it was between 28 to 33 degrees. You would shower, feel really cooled off for about five minutes until the heat and humidity got to you. I have to say that I think I fared the heat much better due to having gone to hot yoga regularly. The hottest day in Phnom Penh in the past 12 months was on April 6th at 40 degrees. The hottest day relative to average temperatures was July 21st when it was 39 degrees. We were still in Prahos Kbal that day. Apparently the coldest day in the past 12 months in Phnom Penh was May 4 when it was 20 degrees.

Several of us went into an interesting store called KeoK'jay which means bright green or fresh in Khmer. "They are a social enterprise that employs HIV positive women to produce environmentally friendly fashion. Our producers earn a fair wage that allows them to care for their families and actively contribute to their communities. Every step in making a KeoK'jay product is considered with the producer, the customer, and the environment in mind, from design, to materials, to production, to packaging. We aim to provide comfortable, useful, fashionable and washable products. Our creative team works side by side with our producers, delivering designs that are inspired by Cambodia and that resonate with our international customers." - from website for Binky Higgins which carries KeoK'jay in the United States.

Their products are very reasonably priced and the quality is high. Maxi dresses for $31, regular length dresses for $25 and t-shirts for $21 to $22. I bought two t shirts and returned the next day with some of the other women and bought another t-shirt and a dress. I also really like that their products are made from recycled materials, that they use garment factory cast-offs, vintage buttons, cement bags, newspapers and cardboard.

We then went to the massage place recommended to us by Sammy, a waitress at the Indochine 2. The majority of the group went for foot massages which I think were $7 for an hour. Lily opted for a head massage. Only Linda and I wanted an oil massage and so upstairs we went. The massage was pretty decent and our cost was so very little, only $8 a person for an hour massage. As it was election day tomorrow, my masseuse told me that she has to travel back home to vote and that it is about two hours away. We had been told that traffic was going to be heavier in the days leading up to the election as many people would be travelling to their home district to vote as you cannot vote outside of your district. I wasn't clear if your district was where you were born or where you were normally a resident. She was also very sweet and giggled when she saw my tattoos. She is also shorter than me. I met more women shorter than me in Cambodia than anywhere else I have gone to in the world so far. Like I said, my kind of country.

After massages for all eight of us were done, it was now around 9 pm and we wanted to go to get something to eat. We went to a restaurant nearby called La Croissette which served pizza, burgers and other familiar dishes. We ordered pizza, a couple of chocolate mousses and I ordered a cheese plate. Cheese plate was very good. Lily had been talking about how she missed cheese and I had been wanting cheese. Some had drinks and I had my first Singapore Sling since I was about 19 years old. It actually tasted pretty good, as I thought it would be too sweet. After we ate, we wandered back to our hotel with a pit stop at the corner store for snacks and some special beverages.

I had also somehow lost my Cambodian dictionary somwhere and I picked up another at the store as I hope to return to Cambodia one day in the not so far future.

Kailey and Linda came to join Lily and I in our room for some chill time and we ended up staying up too late. No sleeping till likely close to 2:00 am. It was really our last night to stay up as it would be an early bed tomorrow.

Posted by Sydney324 23:18 Archived in Cambodia Tagged cambodia village floating hope phnom penh pursat garbage keok'jay Comments (0)

Day 16 - Last Night in Prahos Kbal

Monday, July 22, 2013


Just a bit tough getting up this am. Went to bathroom around 2:00 am and then had trouble to fall asleep. Had another strange dream. Dreamt I had to go to the RBC to meet with a bank lady. Not sure what for but I knew it was the main branch where a cousin works. After meeting with the lady I was told to feel free to go to the staff cafeteria and I could order a sandwich to go. I ordered a sandwich with five different types of mustard and was warned that it would be quite strong. I then went to one of the many beds that they had for staff to have a nap on. All the beds were king sized. I remember that there were other people in the bed sleeping next to me and on my right was someone that I knew was Cambodian but didn't recognize the face. I then woke up and my clothes were all missing. Strange dream. Methinks it could be side affect from the malaria pills. Also my clothes were not work clothes but a red dress that I wear to work. Sure hope it is related to medication. I am not the only one having vivid dreams. My only other explanation is paint fumes or Raid fumes.

I have also had quite the rash on my stomach and back and on my sides. Not really itchy and likely some sort of heat rash or reaction to all the Muskol, Off and other bug spray we have been using. Not related to food. There is also one from Cambodia which is Lemongrass Oil but I have been teased that it just attracts the bugs. The Lemongrass Oil does have a soothing effect when you have bites and are itchy. It stings right after you spray it on you and then it feels better. I have also used some citronella patches which I think help but am not certain. I have been eaten alive by mosquitos since arriving, I have also received a lot of ant bites, including red ants (They really really hurt and the ant that caused this pain, no longer causes pain for anyone.)

I felt much better today and went to have breakfast with the others. We were going to be painting the back of the school today. It was a deeper orange while wet that turned a pale peach when dry. We made great progress and the outside walls of the school were pretty much done by lunchtime.

We had already finished up with lunch and a few of us were still sitting in the dining room when we heard crying outside. Around here there is not much crying and mostly laughter which is a good thing. My favourite little boy, Biu who is about 3 years old was on the ground crying in the playground. I went over to get him and brushed the dirt off his back, face and little body. He let me carry him and I brought him into the dining room and wiped his nose and face off. I fed him some grapes which made him very happy. Who wouldn't be happy. I peeled of the skin, took out the seeds and put little pieces in his mouth. (Sorry Clark, but you aren't the only male here that I will feed. Ha ha.) Vi soon starting playing with him and he was happy and giggily. He doesn't speak a lot and doesn't seem to smile too often. Rainbow asked him in Khmer if he wanted more grapes and each time he answered so it was nice to hear his little voice. Clark helped to clean off his face again as well.

The children here get and stay very dirty. The playground is dirt. The rain compacts it for a bit and then the heat makes it all dusty again. All the roads are dirt. It is understandable how disease could get you easily. On the playground are children who generally wear flip flops or some type of sandal, they walk in the muddy water, drop their garbage wherever they are standing and chickens and dogs roam freely as do the cows and water buffalo. You can be looking at one short stretch of road and in that space are people, dogs, water buffalo, cows and chickens. Man and animals live together in unison. I can more than understand why I cannot donate blood for a year after this trip.

While we were with Biu in the dining room, Lily and Linda were tending to some of the children who had some open wounds on their legs. On one of the little girls Lily saw a worm come out of a wound on her leg. They reported this to Rainbow and later Ron took the little girl to the local clinic and a doctor treated the wound. Surprisingly the wound was not covered up when she returned. It is nothing short of a miracle that all these children have made it to the age that they are as many die before the age of 5 from disease.

We also found out today that our cook Ron's husband has been sick for a long time with stomach cancer and is at home and cannot work. Ron supports three daughters by selling snacks to the schoolchildren, cooking for us and other jobs. The youngest daughter is maybe around 4 years old. We have been most fortunate to have had her for a cook since we have been here as the food is really good. She does a great job with vegetables. Usually two vegetable dishes per meal with some meat mixed in and generally there has been variety. Also french fries sometimes and really dense potatoes which we dip in a mix of salt, pepper, msg and lime. Can you say yum. I have to admit that I have been getting tired of the same baguette and scrambled egg for breakfast. I do really appreciate that we have had peanut butter which is a treat. I have eaten more white bread in the past three weeks than I have in a two years. Don't get me wrong I do love bread but not this much and I am used to whole wheat and whole grain. Sprouted bread. Ditto for white rice as I eat brown rice except for sushi when I can't get it. Food in Pursat is good but not a lot of variety it seems. After almost three weeks I long for food back home. Haven't had much curry here which I thought we would get more of. Yogurt, salad, veggie juices, cottage cheese, zucchini, tomatoes, cucumbers, sweet potato, cereal, wraps, and most of all sushi.

After lunch we finished up and then were doing some painting in one of the classrooms. It was difficult to paint as the paint we were using was some type of white powder mixed with water. The powder may have been either plaster or chalk. It was quite thin and ended up looking very grey as it went onto the walls. It has yet to dry so we don't yet know the end result.

By the way I just got a whiff of myself and it's not pretty. Stinky is the norm around here. I don't think that we are at the point that we are stinky to each other fortunately. Another fortunate thing is no mirrors on the walls otherwise we might actually gasp a bit. Hair for the women is tied up in some sort of bun due to the heat and necessity when doing work. We all really enjoyed the luxury of showering at the hotel in Siem Reap on the weekend. Washed my hair twice while we were there. I am going to have a shower shortly. It has already started that one of our team is going in. I don't think anyone showered yesterday as we were feeling fresh from showers yesterday am from the hotel.

It was warm this am but not too hot. We had a rainshower for about 30 minutes or so early in the afternoon and that really helped to cool the temperature down. Some of the team enjoyed the rain and some of the children ran into the rain as well. It is refreshing and a relief when it happens.

Earlier today Piep arrived with Pang and they brought lots of supplies for tomorrow. Huge bottles of soda pop, plastic cups and styrofoam containers. Tomorrow we are having a large lunch for the village to say goodbye to them all. Another thing we are doing is all contributing to the purchase of a sugar cane press for Ron so that she can start a side business selling sugar cane juice. This is a dream of hers to be able to have this business. It might have taken her years to save up for the press. We wanted to be able to do something nice for her and the decision had been made a few days ago, well before we knew of her husband's cancer. We are all happy that we are doing this as we are all very fond of her three daughters and this helps to give them a better future.

How is it that some people are born into wealth or become so wealthy that they live a decadent lifestyle while others struggle in life so much to achieve just day to day survival? I am so fortunate to have the life I have even though I have had my struggles as a single parent. I have not forgotten what it was like when money was really tight and even then there was always food, shelter and clothing.

We have been hit by another rainstorm and it is pouring big time at just before 4 pm. The trees are blowing and it is windy out. You could believe that you are currently in Vancouver by looking outside right now. Everyone is still taking their showers despite the rain as we still need to get clean. Tomorrow will be our last day in the village and a non-working day. We will be helping to prepare lunch for all those in the village that can make it. It will be fun and just a bit sad I think.

We have dinner and then look at some of the photographs on my netbook (thanks for much Jer for lending it to me. It has been awesome!) that Linda and I have taken. It brings back so many memories of all that we have done and how we have all changed so much since our arrival.

We find out that we will be getting up at 5:00 am tomorrow as we have a lot of vegetables and other preparations for the lunch that the village has been invited to. We are expecting 200 guests.

We have a surprise as seven people from one family come to visit us. One of the daughters kindly teaches us some Khmer words as her English is more extensive than anyone we have met so far other than Piep or Leah. It's too bad we are only meeting them now. We spend time talking outside and getting to know each other. Viola gives each of us a glow in the dark bracelet which makes everyone happy and silly. They ask if anyone can sing and Kailey treats us to a few songs. Lily sings the chorus from a Fun song and Clark is coaxed into singing Leaving on a Jet Plane with a little help Iwith his new friends, us. Linda impresses all of us with her command of numbers in Khmer. How fine a CA will she be! Just for fun we sing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. The daughter that speaks English sings a lovely song in Khmer and later her mother and another sibling also sing a song.

Before we know it, it is time for bed as the dawn will be an early one.

Posted by Sydney324 16:34 Archived in Cambodia Tagged children cambodia village poverty prahos kbal Comments (0)

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