Our last day with the Cambodian Children's Fund
Khan Doun Penh, Cambodia
Yesterday was our last day with the children. It was a time of mutual sharing of love for one another--students, teachers and for "Mama and Papa" as we are now called.
We work at 3 different schools and yesterday's big celebration was at our favorite school where there are only four classes. Al and I work in three of those classes, the fourth being the kindergarten kids. Anyway, the entire school planned a wonderful party for us complete with balloons, soda for everyone and a small very fancy cake for us. The kids had made cards for each of us and the hugs, tears, and expressions of love were genuine among all of us.
We got a big kick out of the statements from several of the kids who wished for Al to be more handsome and for me to be more beautiful! One girl referred to Al as "the prince". When he got sick and could no longer teach she asked me, "where is your prince?" Took me awhile to understand that she meant husband. I always knew he was a prince!
With so few material possessions these kids shared what they had. I was given at least a dozen plastic bracelets plus a plastic snake and alligator. When the school day was over we looked like the Pied Piper as we walked to our next location.
Another unexpected gift came from the teachers who took us to lunch. Al rode on the back of one moto and I was on another. Now that is an experience!! They chose a Kamere restaurant and we ate it all. We have almost become native. We formed a special bond with these particular teachers and I'm certain we'll stay in touch with them.
One thing we know: these children will always hold a special place in our hearts.