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Cambodia is beautiful. Driving through the countryside one can get lost in amazement as the sun rises over the mountains, illuminating lush open fields dotted with palm trees, oxen, and working farmers. It can be a novelty for the passionate traveler look...

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I’m deep in sleep dreaming about poker when I’m awaken. “Teacher, teacher” several of our student wake up Teacher Sophan, in the hammock next to me. I turn, smile at them and they dash away laughing. At times, I get lost in transit...

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It was a relaxing day. A calm, peaceful bike ride through the countryside. Our bikes weave back and forth avoiding the potholes, rocks and the one snake slithering across the road. We stop to visit our students’ homes along the way and leave them ou...

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Say something I’m giving up on you… The lyrics are my thoughts this morning as I woke to the sounds of horns and the humming of the fan in my hotel room. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling expecting to hear our kids getting for school. “...

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“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.” -Heraclitus As I wake up this morning, I could feel the nervousness start to build up. I never expected to come back a second time ...

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Two days ago, I finally arrived the place that I called home (Cambodia). However, everything has changed a lot since I left 6.5 yr ago. I couldn’t recognized any places or buildings at all until I saw the name “Preak Yok Kuntor High SchoolR...

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I am in pain unsure if I should even share it. Perhaps I’m worn from my travels, missing home, but I know it’s not the reason. At times, it’s easier not to see the ugliness, the valid contradictions, and contrast in this world. We are wi...

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I”m here again, back to the place where GCP became a concept, an imagined program to engage emerging university/college student leaders in mindful service learning. Every year, the process is similar but the outcome is unique for each group. This ye...

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However brief, some people come into our life and leave an everlasting imprint. Yesterday I visited the Center for Children with Disabilities, and I met a 5-year-old little girl. She is blind, born with this condition because her parents we exposed to Age...

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I am a stranger in a familiar land. Every village, every town and every person we pass along the road seem familiar and yet, strangely different. I hear the children laughing, playing as the adults continue their daily conversations. And then it hits me. ...

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