Travel Blogs from Phnom Penh
On my arrival in Phnom Penh I was met by the driver from the hotel. As we left the airport my senses were bombarded by the experience that is South-East Asian traffic and driving. As we approach the first major intersection the lights turn to red, but it's only light red as the three or four cars and ten scooters don't even brake, seamlessly …
... br> even offering a delivery service. With Asian mentality being what it
was, this made the eating of **** a sought after thing. Eating
expensive food meant you were rich, the outcome was a whole new
generation of fat, dull children. In every class I had taught, the
worst of the problem kids were useless lazy children who sat at the
back, coasting by while stuffing their faces like pigs between
lessons. It was a rising problem in Asia, not that laziness ...
... crowded in and shackled to the floor. At Tuol Sleng, prisoners were photographed when they arrived and then again when they died. The gaunt faces of hundreds of men, women, and children now comprise a museum exhibit that fills many rooms. In another room are skeletal remains. In another room are instruments used in torture.
The remains of over 8000 people have been found at Choeung Ek, 15 km south of Phnom Penh. Choeung Ek is ...
... I was shown through the what I had to do.
I now had not one, not two
but three different classes, all way behind my expectations. The
youngest would learn one letter a week with constant repetition, the
next oldest didn't have a book so I had to come up with something
myself. The third was using grade 1 books but were the same age as
the children I had been teaching at Western at Grade 4. All this made
me very sad.
I got the job and I was in
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