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How does "you do not understand ..."?!

I dried my tears good friend Leah and abandoning a nice tak motodop grandpa too happy to take two Parisian beauties knew his coach, and I found my life super Hérault. Normal what.



But now they are gone, I can also swing: it seems you do not understand what I'm doing.
"Yes, Heloise is great she is humanitarian, it will go to heaven"

But this thing goes wrong, it's not going at all, when I get tons of messages of encouragement, support, and compliments full of admiration for my work, I finally-I-pride to think that you understood what I was doing.
Now Leah and Tak were Formal: "In Paris, we understand not what you do."

Good. They have put the forms, but the result is the same, I realize that after eight months of blather, I've overwhelmed with needless give you the keys required.
online friends, Mea culpa, I did my job badly blogger. overwhelmed by emotions and snapshots of my life here, I zapped the ABC. It's not good not good not good, and frankly "limit" to the teacher that I am supposed to be 10 days after my return.

Here is a catch-up session before you're trapped in your ignorance and greeted me with a big smile and said, "so, tell us your experience in the orphanage for children with diabetes of Cebu."


That said I have three mitigating circumstances: 1 °

it took me some time to really understand all that overlapped my title "Program Coordinator of referrals of children in Partnership.
2 ° I spend my time explaining to sponsors what they do with their money, so naturally, I felt that it was becoming clear to everyone. 3 °
you're very careful not to make me understand that you look at the illustrations ...

then we will do penance, make this magma pompous already gives you a headache, and dissect. Patience because: it's magic, you will understand everything.

1. I AM COORDINATOR ... SO I COORDINATED

In Cambodia as in all other countries or working SHS, there are plenty of small villages, full of "petinenfanpôvres.
you? ... you follow?



Me, I spend all my time to go into these villages, these areas, where EDM work to visit all the "petinenfanpôvres" that it supports, visit them in their families to watch their notebooks, their houses, meet their families.



That's why I travel. Not because I have shares in oil. A book

unkempt, last page dated January 20 when we are in June, a child can not read the last letter of his godfather when he was in grade 6, that means the child does not go to school.



(eg it is a balèze, he can write and read to + subtraction and multiplication in grade 4, then it will have its sponsorship next month)


There is a
mediocre student, but she deserves to go to school because the family situation is very chaotic, so it will also affect his sponsorship (EDM is not prepared Math Sup either ...)

If the godson disappeared for 2 months, the parents are sick, there was a birth, the house collapsed, or God knows what bad luck they still fell over when I returned to Phnom Penh, I write a letter to Sponsors fear keep them informed. Sponsors may decide to send more money, it's calm those worried about not receiving news etc.. I
and visit the 240 referrals under my responsibility at least once in year. which is let's impossible.

... and sometimes I even take the time to play Barbie to bring them into confidence, and it is super huge.


There. Here you can begin to admire me.

2. PROGRAMS THAT ANY PROGRAM ...

So beware, it is nice but not good either pears: it does not help a family through it, a family there, handing out banknotes. They must be grouped on a geographical area smooth.
I volunteer, not postmistress western union.

(right now I you glue Lawrence, the volunteer MEP. It does not look like that, but it is at wit's end. That said he stuck with a well galley: he makes you sweat to learn Khmer and he finds himself managing a Vietnamese community. Or the kids in this program, I suspect to be a bit sadistic ...)



When we established the program, then you can try to follow the school of "petinenfanpôvres", the together to propose their activities together, educate their parents in education and health.



All children sponsored program are referrals. all referrals program met at least once in the month for distribution.

distribution that is why the sponsors of the children give money every month . Each month, with the sponsorship money that I give to the local, we organize a distribution.


Rice, hygiene products, school supplies, vitamins, drugs (like deworming, very useful when we demolished the stomach, is not it Arnold?), Mosquito nets , mats, and a little money in cash so that children can pay their extra classes ...


Here typically the kind of photos I take for sponsors for educational purposes: every kid's program ("yes, your godson there, uncle), with their bags of food (" you see Uncle, they are really buying something with your sub), not to mention that I add a photo when he gets the money ("Look, he touches the tickets, he touches").

Each month the distribution changes.
At the beginning we buy uniforms priority, the thing that Ferit scream all your brothers and sisters if he again became compulsory but which is sponsored by the kids ... damn
At the beginning of the rainy season we made a Rasi of nets, it redistributes
Regularly notebooks and pens,
Every month must rice, soap, washing powder.
Sometimes we have a silver side and we buy books to a library, Water filter, you pay a teacher for AsureR courses for referrals, etc. ...
short, is the chug. (Grandpa, "the chug" it means that it's "party" is the slang, but I'll explain it all in Paris, like that after you can come get me out of my college PTA with your cap and your jogging)

The rule is: no money Cash direct families to prevent it from being hijacked by the alcoholic father, the mother addicted to gambling, etc..
The difficulty is to make that aid does not become a regular transforms us into the supermarket to free Verreux fixer. sometimes, frankly should not kid ourselves, it is.



Generally it distributions for the referrals that I attend my hand in their letters to their sponsors and that the head or me Let's put the letters of the sponsors for their godchildren. It is also the moment when I discovered that some do not know at all ... but then write at all, and there you have to improvise:
"You coming? we'll do a little drawing ..."

I'm not there at all distributions, the official who did, but when I come, usually it's an opportunity to take stock of what has been distributed must be so.

is also the time when I counted the points leaders ... the accounting ... ha ha! it's funny, right? ... "The account" ... hahaha!


3. SHORT, NOT WITHOUT PARTNER PARTNERSHIP
As
240 referrals is a bit much to Bibi, you can well imagine that even the Herald has to find the relays. To follow

education of a child seriously, we need a program manager.

The head is an association (a "local initiative" in good jargon NGOs), who wants to develop an educational project with "petinenfanpôvres" but has no money, no real organization to do. That's where I get everything I smile and I say to my tenor voice:

"OK guys, do not panic. Tell me how you bump, I'll tell you how we're doing, and we look after if it sticks. "

yes, it's a bit like that. We are supporting the initiative because people who want to help "petinenfanpôvres" is nice, and he proposes a framework within which it can do serious work. If he likes it, and whether we like it BINGO. That's how
DYCFE and I have a successful marriage.
Once a child of the Mekong and the association become partners, we decide who will be the EDM local official in the association.

So now, maybe it lights up a little for those trying to follow along:

Partner = a local intiative (an association or a parish run by missionary priests sympathetic or exceptionally NGO ...)

an official = Ivan's father, Father Franco, my girlfriend Sokka with his father, the team DYCFE or social workers from Handicap International ...
It is they who must provide weekly to monthly visits to families, let me know when a family has problems.

good little summary diagram:
(yes, I am dropped)



Any questions?

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between two jokes we also know make pretty pictures ...

Lea agenda fills my memories, and Taklith, sporting a plastic bag Macintosh as a head covering, writes the newspaper edge (institutionalized since our travels in Italy), and stops to point out succssivement:
1. she has a headache
2. with a bag over her head she has feelings of its vapors fuck migraine
and 3. she does not know write his name ("taklith ... I wrote it with a" c ")
Meanwhile, I remind our PhD blagounette addition, we are our photographers hours. ..
voilou then.

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Finally we are One!


Parce qu'il faut le dire, à force d'etre pratiquement les seules a laisser des commentaires a chaque post, nous l'attendions ce jour de gloire, où enfin nous pourrions nous épencher, sur nos vies, nos impressions, nos souvenirs, en Une de ce blog à renommée internationnale (c'est en tout cas ce que nous a dit Cathy).

C'est difficile de passer après taklith qui a a peu près dévoilé l'essentiel, mais je vais quand même essayer de compléter son passionnant récit.

1) Nos retrouvailles
Heloise est bronzée, Héloise est blonde, et Heloise a nettement exagéré quant aux kilos qu'elle a pris. Bref Heloise nous accueille shaped us and our 48 hours of watching, like two larvae, two larvae but excited, we are.
Nothing has really changed except indeed his rashness and his new love for priests. May also speak in a language that nobody understands is talking more.

2) We and Cambodia
We were lucky, we left completely guided by Helou Bamboo. We sleep at her home in Phnom Penh with his students, we left the wilds of Cambodia to meet its programs. We took the bus, boat taxi, the tray without ever really having to worry about new problems and I tak logistics as Heloise knows these places not only by heart but also it is a pleasure to talk, negotiate, Khmer for us.

After several days of campaigning and rice we landed in Siem Reap where we discovered Angkor bicycle. I elected the Khmer temple, number one spot for a nap top.




We then returned to Phnom Penh or we write, meet with friends from all heloise including participating in a tennis tournament that I'm largely dominate. Tomorrow we leave for last two days of beaches. Before our sun and our trucker coaxing smile Heloise sold: rest before our departure, sand and coconut trees for two days we forget the little children who do not have enough to eat.

3) We
Tak and the disease has already said everything I said still I am sure that Heloise was stung by a scorpion and my climate bacterium was due to a mad and bloodthirsty masseuse who made deliberately put the air conditioning twice as strong as I asked him to lower it.

4) We and the beasts
First dogs. Nosu take on Tak and me but we must admit that it is very difficult. It's everywhere, all the time, the bulk of petis, anorexics, bulimics, mordilleurs of feet, which all have this common thread of hate us. As soon as we pass they bark like wild lions ready to roar and bite us glutes.
geese, chickens and other birds. They are everywhere, and if the dog prefers to chew on my feet, geese prefer to continue Tak spout forth with this look stupid and fears.
insects. We are rather unaffected by mosquitoes, we prepare ourselves psychologically to eat crickets and we prefer going out to our needs rather than face a tarantula in obese the toilet.

5) We
Tak and the religion you had talked a little. We're a little elephant in a china shop. We do not really understand the habits and customs of all these people who sing before eating but are still cool enough to bless us. Yet we try to integrate ourselves somehow: what is a MEP? But they also give their souls to the church? And when some asked us to thank the Lord with them, well, we look very strong and we believe in tolerance which we live and REJECT the parenting of secular frantic when we were bottle feeding. It's their choice Evelyn Thomas looks like our goddess to us.

6) We and holidays
Because even good when it is nice to sleep on mats, entangled in nets, biking and climbing temple, eat fair food , gifts, massages etc. ... and go to bed at 19h. Beginning tonight, or we'll watch the football match in a italient Khmérisé is beach and beach and beach and beach and then a little beach.



7) We and the superpowers
During this holiday we discovered superpowers. We therefore assigned great nicknames: Aquatak, SIMBAL, Bambookhélou, we'll let you imagine the powers that go with it.

8) You and we
There is still a little annoyed that housewarmings and other celebrations took place without nous.Tant worse pourtanty you all know that without us it less funny.
We finally glad I escape this euro crap.
We embrace you anyway and you are told and the next week.

Lea

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experience


Heloise presents us with a whole page on this blog. I will try de me montrer à la hauteur de ce privilège VIP en vous faisant le récit le plus complet et fidèle.

INCIPIT
Dans la vie d'une bamboue on trouve à boire et à manger. On y trouve des pères mélancoliques qui chantent la lambada à la guitare au clair de lune, des pères à vélo qui préparent à la demande des pâtes al dente, des soeurs qui vous aident à installer votre moustiquaire dans votre charmante cabane en bois, bref, la vie de bamboue c'est tous les jours un régal.

I- Héloise ou de l'art d'être zen

Il faut dire qe nous avons été surprises de trouver une hélo faisant des blagues en khmer et nous prenant à two on his motorcycle. When a fire grate or Dubai in passing on a sidewalk, she laughs at full throat and said "this is cambodia girls here, they're no rules fouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut.
when at night in a hut certainly heavenly, but isolated and immersed in a deep black, we hear sounds very suspicious (I maintain that someone tried to open the door) helo mumbles, "but it should not be small mice or animals of any kind or something like that no problem sleeping that's cool. "
finally, when helo is attacked by an animal fell from the sky (scorpion by Leah who did not budge always) and that the bite very strange, let's face it, it hurts terribly, she is satisfied with a "non-bah as it is not fatal, it's okay we'll see, we'll go eat" .



good I see you all come and tell you but what have they done to us that our helo checked 65 times that his door was closed, which controlled many times as the water flowed not and that his apartment would not catch fire? Well she is still living in it do not worry. Indeed, if a scorpion is not afraid to HELO if the snake scares away all the Khmer (and petrified two Barangs ...), faze helo not, when she must leave home, the panic still wins when it comes to find his keys "uh no, no I do not know they are not here I do not know I do not understand, TSST hush I'll find you have to shut up and I'll find. "

short, Helou, as his students call him all of her fans, is like a dried fish market o Roussey (understand what it explodes).

II-Barangs or discovering khmerland


must say that we have been lucky so far, not too much rain, not problems and visits incredible which the island children, a small island Good luck (well, it's still where we heard strange noises at night).


For diseases, nothing serious either, apart from a bacterium clim 'grabbed Leah but that only lasted one day. I must still be noted that at the very moment I write Leah explained that someone had said that she was ill-looking, which made him say, I quote: "the suddenly now I think I'm sick. "
But hey, if all goes well. It must be said that adapts well to life here, except that Leah and I did not the habits of fathers ... I tried to leave gift in memory at one of my father Yvan argues gorges and Leah was trying to kiss her father Franco on the mouth. As for the sister island to children, I think they do not like us very much since she saw us unpack our gear shock: sausage, beer and fags.

and then we adapt very well to life made of shake in all kinds of delicious food and plenty of soap tennis where Leah is training for a sudden burst of david, seb and Maxim in the near future.


III-fathers or the art of being too cute



I have one thing to say "haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

CONCLUSION

everything is going well for us and for helo, I took a bike safely cete time, we have problems capillary serious, very serious, I'm still deaf in cambodia, Leah was always hungry, and we test all assiduously massage places (blind, street girls, whatever).

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bamboo bamboos do not eat surfers

I could just messages from fans of my mother assured me that I was promised a great career (any long as it is brilliant) but all the same: No
Do not be fear.
lea and taklith are no longer in France to intimidate you, I sequestered in holes palms on the edge of the Mekong, they will not steal the limelight.

fear not, white hair, it does not show in the comments blog

fear not, I do not upset if everyone can read that for 15 years, I scream " Annie "instead of" Aline ", convinced that dated from ca 80 years, while good, yes indeed, I'm just deceived thirty years ...

course it may also be that blogs you ca swells, or that my sentences has ralonge you exhausted after 18 hours ... but in any case, comments c is cool, even if they show that you believe although I left in Vietnam, even if c is to make fun of me (it flattered my ego, and then the soliloquies ... frankly, it's bland ...)


from .... Tak:

if you do not write it threatened us stumble so instead of talking to Ingrid, help us!

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"The shack keeper's chickens"

Thmei Poom is a perfect traditional village to open a program.



A string of houses branches of palm trees, plates and strips of bamboo;
plucked chickens and hungry who are terrified to move white spaces for bicycles;
cows lying around in the middle of the road Lift the tail to release a sound lewd watching a blank look on your bike locked down side of the road;
kids playing from 5am to 6am in the morning, ass naked
fathers of families to lustful eye, alcohol from 11am in the morning;
and of course, two peeled and shaved with an energy trying to save inordinate those lost souls ...
short, an authentic village that I like. After 2

stays Thmei Poom, I had found my audience and carefully selected from broken arms, and social cases in hardship cases to open my program number 2. A poem with any other DYCFE ...

in the top ten winners, there are:

-> The home where a 84 year old grandpa sleeps with a coffin at the foot of his bed (in a subtle way to convey to his children that he does them not trust to take charge of her funeral);

-> Family as the second son beats his little brother disabled stroke bamboo slats, holding him by one foot so called because if the kid is going to come hit me, (except that when I see what big brother lip biting look at me fixedly planted by shooting her violently on the buttocks bare lath of his little brother, with a hint of sadistic pleasure, I have the impression that it is he who has a problem ...);

-> Family where my sponsored girl-very good student left the foolish village, happy result of a rape by a unknown ...

-> The family of three orphans of 10, 12 and 14 who have no family except a grandmother of 76 years with a huge neck tumor;

-> Or even this mother who has just given birth, two months ago, an adorable little girls, but the husband addicted to gambling after losing to the motorcycle for which he was indebted, has just fled the family home one week postpartum his wife, leaving her to settle all its debts.



You tell me, after that list, the lady of 8 children including a girl with Down syndrome, her husband openly wrong with a widow in a hut warden for chicken, just opposite the church. .. This is perhaps not the most unfortunate of all.

is true. It exaggerates, it is not doing so badly ... However, during my last visit is the story that put the town upside down.

Amling Phat, my potential local responsibility (since yesterday proved in fact ...) welcomed me home. I took my shower, in sarong over a jar with a plastic pot for me to pour water on it (try to rinse your armpits with soap a pot, he is a real headache ...
At eight o'clock we were in pajamas ready to go under our mosquito nets and trying to control a crisis allergic to her cat hair, I watched this cat shaggy nibble at the edge of my mat, a dying lizard.
and then in the middle of this peaceful vigil, it hits at his door.
Aha ... outstanding. who can it be? Gévaudant of the beast? the dreadful snow snowman?
While I'm imagining the senarios wimp, my girlfriend has already Amling Phat time de partir et de revenir. Elle m'explique gravement que faute de monstre du Lockness le mysterieux visiteur n'est autre que sa super copine, celle qui n'a pas de quoi se plaindre puisqu'elle n'a que 8 gosses, dont un seul handicapé, et que son mari est juste un coureur de jupons qui découche régulièrement. La routine quoi, pas de quoi en faire un oeuf couvé.

Mais bon, elles ça ne les fait pas rire et Amling Phat m'explique qu'elle me laisse seule le temps de faire une expédition avec sa copine pour épier son mari qui couche avec une veuve dans la cabane du gardien de poulets construite par la paroisse catholique du village. ah oui... là déjà, ça commence à faire désordre... il will be happy Father Francis ...

I remember during my first visit to Thmei Poom, Amling had me drawn into a night expedition to catch the parents of the candidate sponsoring the program for playing gambling, and put them in front of their lies. They had good tides but I thought it was quoted a few of our unique approach that made us laugh. In fact, obviously, Amling Phat inspector made his rounds every day.

Before leaving, Phat Amling explains how during a leaden barricade myself in his house. I do not see the value until an hour or two after his departure, I heard five gunshots, neat, at least enough net for me to say in turn: "No Heloise'm not afraid, you do not you sleep with the husband of that lady" "anyway, it's expensive to pay for batifoller circles of chicken droppings," and "I saw a great moment of loneliness, what will become the world without me?".
It seems that the funk is tiring, because two minutes later I was sleeping the sleep of the just. Late at night
Amling Phat returns. I open the door diving into a semi sleep sleepwalking and on balance I prefer to go back quickly under my mosquito net instead of hitting me on the record.

In the early morning (6 hours, sleeping in what ...) Amling's girlfriend comes to a cuckold tell me his life during qu'Amling Phat minced fat port before frying as a breakfast.
She found her thug, and did not kill him. Obviously this would be a sin ... But Phat Amling explains that the real problem is that the widow receives adultery openly and to everyone (even you know it now then say ...) in the hut guardian chickens.

So it was that the hut keeper of chickens?
This is not a variant of "The Fisherman's Hut" by Francis Cabrel but also emotionally intense. In fact it is a shelter in the middle of a barn-funded Catholic Parish in the village to allow two widows of the village, destitute, orphans who are single have a decent income. In theory the "shack" was a rewrite of the universe Laura Ingals, but in practice, it is the Emmanuelle series seems to have prevailed. Farewell good feelings, good trashy sex.

Amling Phat therefore expects the arrival of Francis, the father missionary young and dynamic, ultra cool (like he made me die of laughter by giving me the other day "at the start, I can honestly tell you now EDM is not ... I hesitated a bit extreme right, as assoc'?"), but still damn appaled made by the panty party atmosphere that hangs around the investment "shack" that he had encouraged his wishes.

She wants to explain his case awareness and gain their support for penalizing the poached chicken keeper's hut. Together they agree.
If they close their eyes to the faults of morality (and taste because I maintain that the toilets of French motorways are more glamorous), the Catholic community Poom Thmei become a camp for swingers, and this is not exactly the goal of Benedict XVI ...

Verdict: we should announce to the widows they are returned.
As we originally selected one of these widows to sponsor his son I find myself onboard an official visit to the fisherman's hut with Amling Phat and Francis, banded with my insignia From Mekong Children, to tell them that good, Day slip is finite and therefore, for the EDM Popos help, the time seemed inopportune to sponsor her brat, he was also motivated (it is not a thing that comforts me little).

I can not imagine that in this log cabin, we can really make things hot, but I still feel ill at ease with both sulfur vapors.

way out, I turn to the Father Francis and asked him perplexed
"... but the other widow during this time she did what?"
what Francis replied quietly:
"Bah, what do you do it? She looks."
"..."

Good. Morality, the real injured in the case, it was the chickens. Who's going to make the show tonight?

Amling Phat commandeers me on the field. She is afraid of thieves and believes that will not be too sure of 4 on its caquetteurs adults. Meanwhile, the father Fraçois tranquillou sleeping in the church. I tried to explain my phobia of birds, she does not care. and here I am in pajamas share of the net Amling Phat and two young instit 'maternal great rigolottes village in their pink pajamas, and super happy to sleep with a barang.



All night I thought it was already morning because of the roosters and I had to meet 2 times because the net was badly hung on a wire, hung himself a strip of bamboo, woven itself into the wall, branches of palm trees. but other than that, I "Deik srouol srouol" (slept well, what) ...

At 5am I left the Women's hair was plastered, and went back to Kampong Cham with Father Francis.

Well, all that to say that Poom Thmei is hot, super hot, and then, come on, we can say from the outside, it's pretty funny.

Santa Poom Thmei "end of your soap, ladies back to your ironing ...

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She does what she wants me



Sitting in the courtyard of the Church of psar tauch or before the bar of the parish, its gensive toothless chewing, sipping his juice or cane straw, waiting for me. Still and quiet as a light rain early afternoon. It
bears his unwavering flowered blouse with round collar, his big krama draped over the shoulder, and his faded sarong. His eyes are two blind slots hidden beneath the weight of his eyelids, two eclipses which we burn the core. We recognize the thousand.
It looks like a painting, it looks like a poem, it could be the character of a medieval romance or a Romanian lullaby. I do not know what artist would have enough talent to make it this way ... to irradiate

Seeing me, she snorts, she slips from his bench and rapid advance in small steps, holding her arms towards me, and exclaiming "bong srey! Sabay Bong Sok Srey Sok Sabay tee? ". His little tired tongues are" scroutch scroutch scroutch "on gravel mixed with mud and sand.
With his back to the fold in half, it looks like a small turtle, or a little leaf fall rolled around itself.
Standing she made the same size Assisi.
I barely have time to stop my bike it is already hanging on my arm, and we hug like lovers already stayed too long separated.



Preque every month we find ourselves either in this court of the parish, either at her in his house perched atop a long ladder. She then held an old mat on his tiny balcony, and I spoke at length, holding my hands.
This week, we found three well again, but whenever she asks for more: "what's your name srey bong, bong eh srey what's your name?", And each time she said goodbye to the same way "Ocun Thom Thom" ("great big thank you"), each week she just wink his eye against my shoulder, and every time she gets what she wants.

is a seductive in its own way. It has the charm of those which are not wary, one to which we succumb happy and yet despite either.



the "Djiei" as it is called, was 79 years.
That is to say it as if it were 107 benefiting from social security, screening of cancer from 40 years of diabetes pills cons, and that his schedule is divided between bridge games with friends, her weekly physio appointments reimbursed by the mutual, and aqua aerobics for the elderly at the municipal pool. Briefly, this is why 79 years in Cambodia is 107 years in France.
Except that she does not even know there's a word for "security" much less a word for "social".
That said, I end up believing that it is the misery in which she lives, and those around him who give him the strength to live.

His retirement she wins by pushing a small cart and shouting to residents:
"Hèèèp tchaaaï! Hèèèp tchaaaï! Hèèèp tchaaaaï!"
is the cry of scavengers, and "Djiei" is garbage picker. she collects plastic bottles, rusty sheets, cardboard punctured, and resells them to factories who recycle. She must earn 6000 riels the lucky days. $ 1 and wheelbarrows. When
it is not environmental activism without the knowledge of his own volition, she just use the influence of his toothless smile on Bong Srey Barang and parish priests Psar Tauch for rehabilitation of school youth.
And it works.
Father Bob says it's a saint. The Kroo
Nea is a bit of Margaret Thatcher Psar Tauch bottom smiles when she speaks, and I bah me, she does what she wants from me.

When I see her rushing into my arms and make me its coo, I wanted him to make billions of kissing, fondling him his little white hair gathered back at the top of her skull with his comb plastic imitation shell.

It often comes begging for help for an orphan she has collected, or for the son of a neighbor who lives in a hut of 3 square meters over a sewer sparkling green and smelly piss , shit and fermentation, and corpses float or bottle of beer.

In a small leap she sits sidesaddle behind me on my saddle, and I become her prince charming. My princess must be a little fairy. It's so light that I must remember it does not fly to when I started. Together we brave the wind and dust up the ivory tower to rescue her lost children. My princess is not afraid of danger. His
resident has generally hit the mouth of a small handbag thief, but he too is under the spell of "Djiei. So when his gaze is speared through the eyes moist kindness of his heart grandma, he repeats almost with conviction: "I want to go to school." The
"Djiei" I love, my star is my America to me.