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Reflections in the Silver Cup

LESSONS FROM THE JOURNEY

Full moon over Santa Fe. Photo: Anna Redsand

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness…. Broad, wholesome, charitable views …cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. ~ Mark Twain



CAMBODIA JOURNAL: AFTERTHOUGHTS




On one of our last evenings at Wat Opot, I noticed two brilliant heavenly lights near the horizon and just above them, a sliver of moon. To be that bright, I thought they had to be planets. A few twilights later, I was walking in my own neighborhood back in Albuquerque, and I saw those same heavenly bodies, the moon now nearly swollen to half, and all three appearing to be a little higher up in the sky. I was missing Wayne and the children and Read More 
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LESSONS FROM THE JOURNEY

Favorite boy Chay, now in 6th grade Photo: Cheyenne Jansdatter

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness…. Broad, wholesome, charitable views …cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. ~ Mark Twain



CAMBODIA JOURNAL: DAY 10



Our Day 10 in Cambodia was Thanksgiving Day in the US. At Wat Opot, Thursdays and Sundays were days off from school. Despite the fact that it was Thursday, and the children were at home, they avoided us. When we tried to engage in conversation, they ignored us. They knew–knew that we were leaving. Besides, without saying the actual word, we had said goodbye the night before. The only one who talked to us that day was Chay, in his excitement about the crab (see February 15).

Just before 10 o’clock, the tuk-tuk arrived to take us and Wayne back into Phnom Penh. Wayne had reserved a room for himself at the Golden Gate Annex, where he would spend the night. It was convenient for us because we could leave our luggage in his room during the day, since our flight was not until nearly midnight. Wayne seemed much more aware of it being Thanksgiving than I was. We went to the Garden Center Cafe, where Read More 
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GUEST POST

INTO THE ARMS OF STRANGERS

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Wayne Dale Matthysse



This post, by Wayne, tells about what happened in Chay's life after we left Wat Opot and Cambodia. Taking you beyond Wayne's update from 2009, Chay is now in 6th grade, happy and healthy, still living among his sisters and brothers at Wat Opot. To read this story as a photo essay, click on the link below the photo.

Those eyes gave her away on the very first day I met her. I have seen that look before so many times in the past, and although it has been awhile, I knew then and there that she would not be with us for very long.

I suppose it did have an effect on how I related to her. I wanted so much to be wrong, at least for Chay’s sake, but when she asked to return to the hospital after a month's stay with us, I knew she would not be coming back.

For two weeks I had watched as she slowly Read More 
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LESSONS FROM THE JOURNEY

Chay. Photo: Cheyenne Jansdatter

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness…. Broad, wholesome, charitable views …cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. ~ Mark Twain



CAMBODIA JOURNAL: DAYS 7-9



During the next three days we developed a kind of routine. I had recorded the second part of my interview with Wayne on Sunday (Day 6), and when we finished on Monday, I felt an unexpected release. Our talks were fascinating, and I was getting what I had come for, but when I turned off the recorder, I started sharing more of myself. It was like old times, when Wayne and I knew each other 30-plus years earlier in Gallup. Only it was better, because both of us had found a measure of freedom from our rule-bound religious upbringings.

In the mornings, Cheyenne and I read and napped, the heat and humidity making us more lethargic than usual. I went for a walk one morning along Read More 
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