While we were at Angkor Wat, the children were everywhere with all kinds of trinkets to sell. One of them tried to get our attention by stating flatly and with a straight face, “Obama is my father.” Another came up to me and said, “Where are you from?” I said the U.S. She said, “Your president is Obama, your capital is Washington, D.C. What state?” Ohio, I said. ”Columbus is your state capital.” As I walked into a restaurant to eat, she said to me, “Remember me.” She was asking me to remember her when I came out so I would buy something from her. I took it another way.
The thing I remember most about Cambodia are the faces. Here are a few of them.
Sokhom leading worship
Children at Light of Holy LIfe
Children at Light of Holy Life
Kitchen ladies at Light of Holy Life
Phina, Sokhom's daughter
Theary, our Cambodian daughter
Children at Light of Holy Life
Children at Light of Holy Life
Child executed in the killing fields
Family in the dump
Child digging through trash at the dump
Children at the dumpsite ministry
Children reading at the dumpsite ministry
Child at the dumpsite ministry
Girl in class by the dump
Dancers at the orphanage
Children at the orphanage
Children at the orphanage
Children at the orphanage
Joseph shows us how to use a Khrama
