Life in Between

HEY my blogger world I am in fact alive and doing well I have had some concerned emails as to my wear a bout’s sorry for being sort of mia for a few weeks. I Cosed a term in peace corps world meaning I completed my service yay now you guys can call me an RPCV enough though I have not returned yet haha. Anyways the reason for my lack of communication is that to cos is a lot of time and paper work so I was doing that then right after that I headed to Malaysia for a much needed break to transition into phnom penh. I am now in fact living in the capital city of Cambodia will post some pictures below starting some classes in nov more on that in a min and dealing with some random Cambodian events. Where to start okay well my vacation was interesting Malaysia is far more developed then I thought with some off the beating track places to go see. I spent sometime in Kula lumpor the cities capital  where I was able to couch surf with this guy named sam who was house sitting for some social activist that is living in Singapore  who I guess happened to be a million air so I guess you can say I stayed in the equivalent of Beverly hills of Malaysia haha. Once again I will tell you love couch surfing sam was raised in new Zeeland and just had a lot of connections was supper helpful great host and I met a lot of famous people though him in the short time I was there.  After that I went up to Cameroon high lands which is the mt area where I took some sort of crazy jungle trek to find the worlds biggest flower lol no lie it took 2 and a half hour to find this flower and im not sure the energy it took to climb up rocks and jump over river was worth it but I guess I can say I did it =) also couch surfed there and there was another surfer there at the same time who was from Italy Naples where the pizza is made yumm she was also really cool. Then I went and spent some time with my khmer host cousin who lives in tohla her husband is Malaysian so once again I ended up being surrounded by khmer people where I ended up feeling sorry for her husband bc he does’t speak khmer. Once again I also went into I guess village life was more up scaled then Cambodia but when my host sister took me to someone’s house it was like these people who in aw then to redeem them selves bc I guess they felt that they had to make sure to impress me they took me out to dinner that night where they wore what ill bet is there finest jewelry which happens to be big ass ruby rings etc. It amuses me that they think I care bc I cant afford ruby’s and I don’t know to many Americans that can.  The last leg of the trip was to the prethian island which was my fav part bc u could snorkel right off the beach scuba diving was amazing ill have to post a you tube video of where I went diving lets just say national geographic sends there people out this way a lot.  Well now lets fast forward a bit I am home for a few days it pachum ben Cambodians national holliday to throw rice at dead people but bc Cambodians love to have off we had a full week off so no sooner do I move into phnom penh that I go back to the village for the holidays. Your sitting there thinking y go back well in Cambodia all the city people leave for any holiday to stay in the villages phnom penh shuts down its sort of crazy. Hence the life in between so I have one foot in phonm penh setting up shop hear while visiting the village and spending some time with my host family again which was sort of a shit show ill spare you the details on that. then to top off life in between the Cambodian King dies to explain how important this is to the Khmer people is hard bc we don’t have anything close in the us and on top of it he died on this special day of the dead so now its like proof to the Khmer people he was ment to be there king.  Anyways this king has sort of been retired and his son has taken the thrown but everyone still considered him the real king. He died of hearth failure in china where he has been living for health care reason. The history of Cambodia is complex and has its ups and down but the king has been though all of them and bc he got Cambodian there independence from France he in some ways I guess can be compared to George Washington from an American perspective. On top of this be4 the Khmer rough he was a peoples king he would go out into the provinces work with the people in the rice fields, play with the school children etc. someone like my host mom age really loved him he she even played volleyball with him and I guess he symbolizes aspects of Cambodian culture that Khmer people are proud of. However due to the political climate in Cambodia I did not really no how many people where trying to keep there love for the king on the dl until he died which then impromted people to walk not drive 100 of miles to wait on the streets to see his body go by. While the gov thought only 100,000 people would show up 1 million people showed up the streets of phnom penh where lined from the air port all the way to the royal palace. I did venture over to the palace the night before where people where planning to spend the night and monks and people from all walks of live where chanting and lighting candles etc it was truly an historic to witness one I might not have appreciated if I had not lived in Cambodia so long.  Right now the country is still in a state of morning however there is already speculation of what will happen now that the king is dead bc his son does not really hold power. A lot of people seem to think Vietnam will go to war with Cambodia for land though I honesty had no idea the king held so much power as to keep Vietnam at bay all this time but who knows I guess ill wait and see what happens as Cambodians tend to be pretty negatively biased about boarding countries. While all of this is going on I still had to go in and take a test to get into the development classes at royal university of phnom penh which took all my time today. I might have mentioned I am taking some classes in development but its pretty competitive to get in the program is designed by some NYU professors and evidently from today there are a lot of people trying to get the opportunity to get into the program so I am keeping my fingers crossed I get in though me speaking eng I think does help and my American status doesn’t hurt either. This is pretty much how life in between goes however I can honestly say I am loving life out of peace corps and it will make you all laugh to know that I have taken on a truly Asian life style I bought a new city bike I named it k pop bc it reminds me of a Korean pop star song and now ride my bike all around the city to get places and I have not been hit by a moto or a car yet! I think if I truly can master traffic in phnom penh I really might be able to do this in nyc but only time will tell on that part haha. Well until next time peace out from the other side of the world!!!!  

my host mom making on som a dish to bring to the wat

if this is not a bad ass nun i dont know what is

the night be4 the kings body arrived in cambodia people lined the palace to respect him

the back balcony to my apt!

my new room in the city =) im working on saving up for a bigger bed and mattress 

the kitchen with modern appliances =) 

America what we stand for

Okay so I know im not exactly the most nationalistic person ever however I am going to take amount to reflect or give my stance what I value you about the symbolism behind what America is supposed to represent. In light of recent events in Libya and Egypt while most deff tragic it gave me the chance to stand up in the face of adversary. What I mean by this is Cambodians for the most part are extremely pro American and my host family is no exception and with all the breaking news focusing on the religious fundamentalist of Islamic faith attacking American embassy this out ragged my host mom. So much so that she went off on a rant how she was never going to talk to the cham’s that what they call Islam/Muslims in Khmer she went on to say she hated them! Now I could have take this opportunity to jump on some bandwagon but for once I felt the need to really make someone understand what America is supposed to stand for and that the ideal qualities our country was built on concepts like equality and freedom.  So instead I sat down with her and explain that I don’t hate them even if I was to come contact with an extremist I would not hate them but feel sorry for them that they want to judge me as American with out knowing me as a person. That to hate a small group of radicals and put the majority in that group is not what America wants to stand for and I have to put my self in that category. we went back in forth for a while I of course could not say this as eloquently in Khmer as im talking to you about but never the less  she sort of understood by the end of the conversation but she just wanted to reiterate to me Khmer people would never do that! I just was like yeah yeah yeah but in reality we all want to believe the country culture subgroup or whatever is an outliner in the ability to commit violent acts but sadly it is not true most of another or us at one time will have been associated with a group of people that has acted violently. While I might not wake up everyday thanking “god” I am American I do want to say publicly that the symbolism however lost it has gotten in recent history is still something I try to hold on when I define my self as American and today I got the chance to prove it. As for my safety I am fine I live in a village with a lot of Islamic people none of them are pissed at America from what I can tell and pretty much the entire Cambodian army/police force is stationed out side the US Embassy.  So as disturbing as it is that this event has made it into political war for the record im living in another country and there is being extra preventive measures to protect the embassy our gov is not just pretending everything is fine. till next time peace out from the other side of the world! 

I told you...

so you might remember my rape culture rant where i posted some epic youtube video talking about lying. you also might have forgotten some of what i wrote but for this blog case and point i said that come football season that different college teams would use the penn state thing as a joke... if only i was wrong sadly no =( check out this link http://jezebel.com/5938687/ohio-state-fans-kick-off-football-season-with-horrible-shirt-mocking-penn-state-victims. but hey now i can add Legitimate Rape to my next session on rape culture. this is what i predicted now i ask you my loyal followers all 20 of you  what does this say about american sports or american culture as a whole?

Till Next Time Peace Out From the Other Side of the World!!!!

Cold War Hospital Stay

Its 1 am and I lie wide awake on a hospital floor next to my host mom and a women I never met until today how I ended up on this floor I will get into but this will be one of those stories that will unfold in various sequences. This hospital floor is not any floor but some smaller run clinic to the soviet hospital; yeah really there are still things with the name soviet in it even after that wall came down. I am not going to lie the way this hospital looks and is run is pretty much how you would think some 1970’s propaganda ad might be made by America except its not propaganda and I am living it as we speak.  In fairness it seems like they tried to spiff it up but just miss the mark where the walls are chipping away and brown streaks run down them. The beds are in a row of 6 the mat’s given to the patients to sleep on is full of rips and tears. Due to the fact the hospital has no one to do the nurses assistant job its left up to the families which adds about 20 to the room I am in while we all share the floor and bathroom together. However when your poor in Cambodia this is upper scale at 350 dollars for a 5 day stay and surgery its pretty pricy and if this didn’t exist maybe some people would be worse off always a catch 22 ay.  I know some of you are frantically wondering why the f*!@$ am I on this floor did I die did peace corps forget about me no no nothing like that have no fear it all started about 2 weeks ago… my host sister developed a cyst it was drained but it just was not getting better so come this past Monday I went with her to the Japan hospital where she was informed it was infected and had to be cut off (japan hospital was to expensive) anyways the next day she went back with my host mom and found this gem I came later that day in order not to have them over pay due to my white skin. So I arrived while she was already under the knife and did not really know what to except its been a week now of life on this hospital floor so I think its fair for me to talk about my cultural observations and how mentally draining it is to ignore all your own cultural normative behavior in a serous situation like being in a hospital. So they wheel her out and the drs get her on the bed where it becomes apparent they did not just numb the area where the cyst was but her whole lower body thoughts on this is that it seems odd and I am pretty sure there was not special person doing the drugging which is the next thing I notice sever itching on the skin feeling which I am pretty sure is a side effect of using to much morphine. Due to being numb from the waste down they put a catheter in her and not well might I add ill get to that later. She was not in to much pain at this point in time until the dr came out with the cyst to show us it was pretty freaking big and this made her cry and I think from that moment on she just let down her emotional block bc she is just that type of person who pretends things are always fine. I also think that its really hard for her to get my host moms attention which I feel bad about bc its so easy for me to get her attention I sometimes wonder if this ever got to jentee with me living with her but I don’t know if she would ever admit it to me or not (coming soon is a whole post on my theory on host families). This caused my mom to stop selling and freaking out on her and give her attention and I think this sort of allowed her to be more expressive with her pain if that makes sense to you the reader I don’t know. That first night I did not get to sleep one because I was in charge of having to change the pee bag I WILL NEVER TAKE FOR GRANTED HOSPTIAL ASSISTANTS THAT DO THAT STUFF FOR REAL! The other was bc im pretty sure they put the stupid thing in wrong so she was up all night crying that it was pitching her and ill be honest I did not know what the f!#@$% to do bc there are no real drs or nurse on staff just some guy you can call to change an iv bag if it goes empty. So I did the only thing I could do stay up and hold her hand which im still not sure if she wanted this is one of the cultural things I notice there is not so much touchy feely stuff but part of me just went with it and hoped it was not annoying her. Well after the dr got there the next morning and me auguring for them to take out the stupid thing next came 6 shots of I don’t know what this bothered me that there was no real charts to look at or they never tell u want they are giving u and what for consent all of that stuff I assume you have to do as a dr. well that first day she was getting better but then bare with me for a min bc you will all think im crazy bc u don’t live in Cambodia but just trust me okay… these shots that were supposed to be helping ended up causing such bad back pain she could no longer sit up and im convinced they did it because of me. Why because of me bc they wanted to make her stay longer to charge her more money and my presences is a social mark of wealth and I feel supper shity about this that one these people could be so heartless to causes someone pain and im part of the reason makes me feel so sad and empty. I know luis is reading this and saying u don’t know that and a lot of u most likely think the same thing let me back up my claim the lady next to her who had to have throat surgery was way worse off then her and they stopped giving her shots pretty early on and she recovered one to three no issues it was only my host sister and one other guy in the room who happens to come from a wealthy family that just seemed to get worse I don’t think this is coincidence. Knowing this I would love to have asked what they were doing but I had to save face and cultural norms so I stayed silent even though it still killing me now. Most of you know me I barely fit into American culture bc I don’t know if I believe in normal I just go with what feels right and sitting there with someone in so much pain they cant sleep it does not seem right to treat the drs around her like god and keep silent. Sigh okay lets fast forward a bit I have spent 5 days in the hospital now and got to know the people in the room quite well read there palms “fit in enough” im pretty sure I shaped there few of all Americans which is odd. My sister still cant sit up I keep putting hot pads on her that I have been buying and putting khmer medicine on her to rub into her muscles I don’t know that its helping her that much. I have to leave because im moving into my new apartment today then I will be heading back with my host sister jentu to have a sleep over. I guess I should mention jentu hates hospitals, which is why I was staying over night and not her but jentu is the emotional sister you can ask my mom and my aunt about her personality anyways she was crying the taxi ride back. She still really doesn’t get what’s wrong with jentee but that’s okay eventually jentee can get her to understand bc im to lazy and worn out. To add to all of this there have been other things going on with other people I am close with in this country. One of my students called me up crying and explain to me that the women I met when I ate rice at her house was her aunt not mom that her mom died she is a an orphan. I am all like okay but then she informs me her aunt beats her and kicked her out of the house because she not really her daughter. Then the girl I think I have mentioned be4 on this blog Sopennith who was studying to be a dr had to drop out bc of money and I tried to help her write letters for scholarships ect with no avail =( now she dropped out of college will she ever go back I don’t know. Next is the cream of wheat guy no giving a shit his wife is in the hospital making very little effort to help her I had to write an email today to ask for money which makes me so sad that I have to do this. On top of that with him I keep lying to jentee so she is not sad telling her that he has been email asking about her I figured its not good for her to be hopeless while trying to get better sigh is that the right thing to do I have no idea. I know life is not fair and I know we tell kids this all the time I just wonder why it has to be unfair and why do we want people to accept it? Some days its harder then other to accept that my presents can not really change things and people as much as I wish it could and in the two years since being in my village I have only really had the chance to work with a few people closely and even at that I can not change there socioeconomic status enough to make sure they achieve there dreams. Its hard to say that I am a failure bc in some ways im not but in other ways it is pretty evident I am but it is this complex dynamic of working in development that has helped me grow as a person. So until next time peace out from the other side of the world!  

SALT Soccer Camp… These Girls Rock My World!!!!!

Well when I first got to Cambodia I wrote this organization called pass back who donated 100 balls and other soccer supply’s it was supper sweet! For a few months I had a small camp going on Sundays however my counter part left and it started rainy season and never picked back up. With the realization without me there was no camp was really sad because it is not sustainable this lead me to the quest to make sure that I found a place the camp could be sustainable. This is how I came to find out about SALT they are a branch of fifa world cup the guy sam who is in charge of the camp is soooo great and has been living in Cambodia for the past 8 years and has started it from the group up and with this he has created the number one nationals girls team in Cambodia. He works on saving girls from migration work in Thailand, which for the most part means these girls were very close to being trafficked for sex. The main camp is in Battambang the girls range from 11-19 ish and participate in the SALT program and then are placed with various other organizations around Battambang to sleep though some of the girls are legal guardian of the SALT staff. While I would have loved to set something up long term in my village that is most likely not going to happen so instead I opted for a one day soccer empowerment basic skills training for girls I worked with another volunteer Alison who works at an orphanage 10 k away from my house. The camp ended up being more then just girls bc as the camp was going on more people where being drawn in. the best part about this camp it was entirely run by the 17 year old girls national team! I don’t think you can truly understand why this is sooo amazing to me but I will try to explain in a culture that tells girls that there uterus will fall out from playing sports and acting to much like a man will never allow u to get married it really is nothing short of a miracle to see girls rise above it. Having these girls run everything just took down a lot of the walls and nervousness the younger girls were feeling and I really got to see some of them transform. There was one girl from my village I think she is 11 or 12 now she had to drop out of school along time ago and goes around on her bike picking things up at the market and delivering it to sellers so she always came off so serous in part to survive I’m sure but I could just see how much she needed a release. The camp was good it helped show a vested interest girls have in sports when not having to fight for the filed or chance to play most of them wanted another day of camp. Second part of this camp I took my self up 4 hours up north to Battambang where the actual camp is run. The first day the older girls that I first met in my village where not there because it was thought school was starting that day lol im happy to know that its not just me that never can figure out when school starts ends and is on break bc turns out they were off by a week =) anyways this gave me a chance to really get to know the younger girls who were around 11 speaking Khmer helped me a lot to get to know them. Anyway I was able to help a little hear and there but for the most part they have trainer and are pretty well prepared for soccer so be4 lunch they took a break to play games that were not related to soccer. I was able to help this session bc the volunteer who tends to work it was sick anyways we played red rover, Indian chief, and concentration though have to say I had the most fun watching them play concentration bc they all tried really hard not to forget numbers and who was already out at first they thought it was easy until slowly people forgot who was out etc and repeated numbers.  After that I kept with there schedule and went to the orphanage and ate lunch with them the house mother I think got a kick out of me sitting on the floor with them speaking khmer she kept asking me if I knew how to eat rice which was the other funny thing how the stored rice for that many girls. I worked in a shelter before so I get having this big size but in America even with lots of people u have to maintain appearance of just like everyone else so the shelter feels more home like. Well the rice is stored in this huge tin thing that u also wash clothes in and they just rip into the rice then they get a bowel of soup to share in a group of about 5. The cool thing about being around them for the day is that they are not scared of me and they also did not put me on some American pedestal bc they were to busy just being kids ex they race for the front seat of the van and not once did anyone ask me if I wanted it when getting rice no one asked me if I wanted it first which I have become so used to it was nice to be on the same level for a day no celebrity status. After lunch they had the choice between dances and drawing class I sat in on the dance class. Seeing soccer players though and though try to take up dancing was really funny anyways watching them in dance class is when it hit me for what ever reason maybe bc they were falling all over them selves and really could tell there child hood and not yet disappeared or been robbed like so many kids but if they were not here with me right now they could be in a brothel in Thailand and that freaked me out. You could tell that at 11 they still don’t get what they escaped or what maybe there parents did on purpose to them instead they had this view of life that anything is possible if you try. Despite everything these are some of the psychological girls I have ever met not really no of them once mentioned my white skin or about wanting to go on a diet and stop eating rice bc there value system had been changed by something as simple as the game of soccer that was there motivation. None of them where stick thin they are just like a top athlete American soccer player I have high hopes that these girls can make the 2016 Olympic soccer team and be the first Cambodian soccer team to be part of the Olympics. The other awesome thing about this camp is it was really well rounded after dance class we went to the top bank in Cambodia where they got to ask question about how to work for a bank and how to open an account stuff about atm cards etc and you can tell they have been in environment to ask question bc none of them felt shy they just kept shooting out ideas. The bank was the first time all day I had to be reminded I was an outsider the guy working for the bank was acting way more concerted with me then he had to like wanting to know if he should speak in eng for me and im like dude this is not for me its for the players. Listening to them ask questions about how they can get money to study in other countries etc was inspiring it gave me hope that they know they have more worth then getting married that they are so much more then a wedding dress. The last part of the day I choose to go to a cooking class that was held at a high-end café the girls made home made banana bread sooo good. That night the country director of Peace Corps Cambodia was in town doing site visit so I sort of invited my self to dinner with the bb volunteers and got to scope around bb which is a really pretty place to see if you ever have the chance to see Cambodia. The next day I went back to the camp except they had another class on relationships which I wanted to see how it was run I tend to like to observe what is taught to kids in Cambodia. I think this is one aspect of the camp I might have not liked okay well in the teacher offense she was a nice lady who meant well its just she missed cultural issues and over emphasis gender behavior. She was trying to get across self confidence and conflict resolution with not just male female relationships but female on female which lead her to this statement that one often hears growing up “girls are better at communication they need to express where boys will just fight with each other and be over it” why this is not good to teach in Cambodia or anywhere it normalizes violence behavior of men to girls. It seems in many area girls are taught that boys cant control anger so they hit so how can a girl know its not okay for a boy to hit her if this is male normal behavior they don’t.  she also talked a lot about peer pressure and to not let it bring you down all well and good but she never asked them things that they are up against not to mention she left out about adults who pressure them bc its not just classmate I know my host mom tells my host sister to take weight loss meds and that everyone in my village young and old alike tells me I should use bleach on my skin to get rid of my freckles.  I just think her lesson had a very western approach and lacked a chance for them to express what they are going though or culturally what they have faced bc that would teach her something to. Another blunder while its might raise self esteem on a superficial level was we got in pairs (yeah I participated) and had to say what we liked about our selves physically and then something about our partner I was interested in that my partner said she liked her skin I’m sort of used to Khmer girls telling me they hate how black they are but she was happy with it so that was nice. But the down side we are still teaching a value of beauty as it exist is a male dominated system like I said this lady meant well its just sometimes we don’t realize what we are teaching between the lines esp with girls empowerment and gender topics in general. After I did a short health session on hand washing and then got a free ride back to my site from Peace Corps. Until next time peace out from the other side of the world!!!!! 

PS THE SOCCER TEAMS NAME IS MIGHTY GIRLS CHECK THEM OUT! 

yep so this is what you get to work with in the village life loves that kids overalls!

warm up relay races

big green the movie remember that movie... yeah we had to share the field with cows in the village

flash monsoon time to come in

some of the younger girls from bb camp

action shot

The Post Article

This is the Link to the article but I posted it below for your reading enjoy ment. http://www.phnompenhpost.com/index.php/2012072557588/Lifestyle/cambodians-and-expatriates-take-back-the-night.html 

Cambodians and expatriates take back the night

Wednesday, 25 July 2012 Dagmarah Mackos

Even a newcomer to Cambodia is familiar with one grim fact about the country: its reputation of widespread sexual violence and human trafficking.

With a refreshing take at tackling this throbbing issue, last week several NGOs joined forces with Cambodian and international artists hoping to reach a larger audience through visual arts and discussion.

Take Back the Night, a global-scale initiative, saw its local incarnation from July 18 to 21 through a series of special events organised by Artworks for Freedom, within the framework of Meta House’s month-long Free Your Minds Festival.

AWFF founder Kay Chernush said she wanted to breathe new life into an old issue, and “involve many artistic expressions, so that it could provide new entry points into a very dark subject that some people don’t know about or don’t want to know about”.

Her idea materialised in the intimate setting of Phnom Penh’s Meta House where a small group of foreign and Cambodian guests delved into the horrors of victims’ lives as they watched Fields of Mudan – a short drama about a young girl whose dreams of a better life are ruined by the brutal reality of a Chinese brothel.

Dancing boys of Afghanistan, a documentary by Afghan journalist Najibullah Quraishi, followed suit, and long-standing NGOs like Action pour les Enfants continued with a slide show and discussion on their work around the issue.

The more curious visitor would have been drawn to the colourful T-shirts hanging innocently on laundry ropes – a display prepared by two American activists, Elizabeth Johnk and Eileen McCormick, and a handful of Cambodian volunteers who succeeded in convincing child victims to pour their feelings onto the garment canvas.

It’s the second time that the young international social workers, who aren’t affiliated with any local organisation, focus their efforts on a problem which they believe hasn’t been adequately addressed despite many existing initiatives.

But if the cause is admirable, they admit that touching gender issues in a foreign land is often frowned upon.

“We put up with all the expats who were saying they had already helped the orphans. Some people would simply say it’s a stupid idea,” said Johnk, adding that she’s even been called a “feminazi” by critics.

So can foreign hands meddling with what may be perceived as local traditions or customs do any good? As the old controversy rages on, these activists trust that “there’s a respectful way to go about it”.

“Adults and children from all different backgrounds participate in a project like this and even if they’re only thinking about this on a slightly different level than before, I guess I’m OK with that,” said Johnk, who is looking forward to next year’s challenge. 

Meta House Opening

I think I mentioned a few times about the 2^nd part to my take back the night project and it went down this past month. There was a free your mind exhbit and we got to part take in it by adding the shirts from take back the night. For a few month we have been putting this together designing how we would set up the rope etc and there was also a slideshow to show the making of the project how it started sort of a deal which I posted up already try to let it fully load before you play it. The slideshow took a supper long time to make because choosing music to fit the situation I have a new found appreciation for movie and tv shows who ever job it is to pick the music. Well I wanted the volunteers to come but in order to this I had to suck up the cost of 40 dollars to rent out a van which pretty much put me and broke this month luckily today I get paid bc I ran out of money on my phone and internet and have been counting down to be able to buy more time for both. Along with the volunteers from my village coming my students came as well o yea I guess I might not have mentioned but in order to afford Khmer lesson I am exchanging that for me teaching one hour of conversational eng everyday. Well me and my khmer tutor thought it would be a good experience to let the students come to the art gallery to one see what an art gallery is and two practices there English with people from other countries. However I had to go in early to Phnom Penh to set up and that left me in trusting my khmer tutor to make sure everyone was on time and left when I said which NATURALLY DID NOT OCCURE SIGH. Well that morning me and liz waited around for meta house staff to set up the rope etc which took far longer then excepted then liz had to run off to work that’s the thing about being a pcv lots and lots of time to do the little stuff that people who have a real job cant do. Part of the exhibit we took close up pictures of people and cut out the eyes and placed mirrors in them and placed them on the line a lot of people seemed to really freak out when looking at these pictures. We did this to symbolize how violence is not happening to only one person but all of us and if you had to see your self though a victims eyes what would you do? Well that night when the event started not that many people showed up and my Khmer tutor left an hour late so that screwed up things. With traffic and everything else they did not make my part of the show so to speak there was other ngos and presenters there to show a movie and sex trafficking which they did make the students had a lot to say about the movie. One of the NGO’s APLE went out of there way once they realized I brought villages in to have everything translated into khmer which I thought was really nice. I know that seems something that should be protocol but honestly in the Ngo expat community it tends to be English only =( and most people don’t care or think about making it in the local la. Well the event over all was pretty uneventful the people who did come thought it was an interesting way to educate about violence in Cambodia the Phnom Penh Post came and while she was not planning on it she started to interview people and write up an article on the project ill post that in another post. We tried to sell shirts etc to make money for next year but that was a fail. I felt sort of bad by the time we got back to the village it was 11 at night I hope the students parents were not to mad at me I think it was an over all good experience until next time peace out from the other side of the world!