Amongst all the many daunting things that are the only stimulating stories of my immensely ordinary life and as much as it yet again humiliates me to start my article with an “I” as the main character
It happened here - right in front of the school. There was a school activity yet my friends were running late. “I need to call them” I told myself, knowing that lateness meant getting punished.
What would you do if you were ill and hospitalized but had to come out of your ward to fetch your medicine and food?
I have not gone to church in a year and a half. For once, I went to church, and I wasn't bored. I was surprisingly impressed with this church. I couldn't even believe how progressive it was.
Yesterday I met a couple from Sydney, Australia who shared a distressing story with me that offers a look into the depressing state of healthcare and human rights in the Kingdom of Cambodia.