Forty Four Months in Cambodia
It’s been forty four months since I landed in Phnom Penh. I remember those first few weeks clearly – spending
Read MoreIt’s been forty four months since I landed in Phnom Penh. I remember those first few weeks clearly – spending
Read MoreLast Friday I sat on the edge of a desk, surrounded by the stench of half-eaten pizzas and sticky pools
Read MoreOne of the things I like to do during the first week of a new course is have the students
Read MoreI’ve been recounting my attempts to ‘make a difference’ through seeking out worthy educational projects that help poor children. One
Read MoreLast time I explained the obstacles I was facing trying to get street children an education, and how I couldn’t
Read MoreLast time I began to discuss my intention to provide an education to the deserving Riverside street-children selling books and
Read MoreSo, the job front. I’d got off to a bit of a frustrating start since every educational establishment puts a
Read MoreI have been teaching English here in Phnom Penh for three years and I really enjoy it. I know many
Read MoreThe Cambodian rubbish dump, and my not so final, final exam “I think the best way of doing good to
Read MoreWe’ve all seen the wayward characters and over indulgers. We’ve seen them catatonically drunk at 4am and then arriving, zombie-like
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