DAY: Hours of Twelve and Twenty-six Twenty-seven in January Duemilaundici
are in the office of Komar Rikreay the center where the project is being developed that I am visiting today with Antonio, we just finished dinner with the director of the center has invited us, we have prepared a lot of things, but as usual just because I eat here every We bring the dish or meat or fish, rice never fails, so always fill the belly, this time I could combine the cooked Pampink from one of the houses in the project.
This morning we arrived at eight and Antonio after she told two things and presented to the leaders of the center went to the office to do his job, a review and audit of the interviewing project finance, the project is by support for child victims of trafficking in human beings, that is to be understood as political shift, prison, for reasons of prostitution or drug and alcohol problems of parents.
surcharges at this time the children of this center are children of people who have had such problems, some living in Thailand or elsewhere, in some cases, such as I have explained and supported by a project of four local NGOs that deal to go to the border to take the kids that are delivered to them by the police or because their parents are gone, or imprisoned or otherwise no longer provide for the maintenance of their children.
Beginning the rounds of the picture, the director asked me if we can use the photos to show to potential investors and donors, and then try to do all the pictures starting with the necessary facilities , creating a complete service.
Then step the garden, the pigs, the cultivation of mushrooms and an end to the houses where the children live, are very nice two-storey structures made of wood, shooting photos here and trying to imagine life here as a child and I realize that under a hut there are some children playing. The children seem happy and as usual in this case seem well supported by people who care here, there are fifty-five children in total, twenty-six are from human trafficking and twenty-nine from the road.
decided to go closer and take some pictures and I'm surrounded in a short time, he likes to be photographed and put pose, then as all children I have met so far, he likes to meet again in the machine's display picture ... I gasatissimi, I get up and try to continue miavisita and children start running towards me, and unfortunately a little girl falls on the gravel, fortunately nothing serious, the help to get up and get a volunteer who convinces her that nothing was done, then go with the library, where they are doing the vaccinations to children, even shooting some photos here, I would try to Do not lift too much iso (sensitivity of the camera) to avoid shelling the photos too but the light is low, however some pictures out and above all I can tell even this little bit of magic for these guys. Esco, another walk to the football field, snap some photos.
Antonio joins me for a ride in homes where other children are housed, another interesting part of this project, children who were guests of Komar Rikreay are entrusted to a woman alone or with economic problems that have a home in this case is a couple where the husband has Alzheimer and the problems they need to do physiotherapy.
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| The structure that houses the first visit that FamilyHouse |
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| not bear the photograph of the dog house :-) |
This is the situation that seems more effective, with a support two U.S. dollars per day per child (Not sure of the figure) will help the woman who is in difficulty and the opportunity for children to live in a house, will be in the public schools and have the presence of a "mother" that will stick when necessary and that he loves well, it's a mutual existence, a good example of humanity, as I said in the preceding text, an example of civil society that cooperates with a support of local NGOs and foreign supporters such as interviews.
back with the machine that brings us around, me and Anthony are seduni in the bed of pick-up and Antonio continues to tell stories of this country, of these projects, especially in the past and future of the various states where he has served in large NGOs, snap some pictures of children, roads and what catches my attention.
We returned to the office and I wrote it, unfortunately there is no connection and I can not lay out the blog also including the photos, now I'm going to place the shots in view of delivery to central and for the association.
I'm a bit tired or maybe it's just begun the digestion, I would like a hammock, now I see if I find it or maybe I'll jump on the bed of a pick-up stand waiting to depart for a visit in the afternoon the Foster- Family.
In the afternoon we drive to go for a visit in a landfill not far from here in Cambodia as in other countries in need, sites are inhabited by families who have nothing and looking for things to sell in the waste, separating plastic, cardboard and other small sums of money in order to sell it to I think that consortiums to recycle, party and as usual I jump in the bed of pickups, we are in a flat area surrounded by fields for growing rice and one can see from afar the landfill, snap some photos and get closer.
Arriving at the place we go down and ask him if you can make some shots, the situation is quite difficult to tell, there are some people in the midst of the junk that seek to divide it by fishing with a hook of iron that you select, there are children and pregnant women, are shed in the midst of garbage and a small shrine, I approach and observing I realize the ground to be on top of a mountain of medical waste, syringes, drip, bowls of medicines, I turn and watch the children, who like walking barefoot in a playground, the situation is sad, nothing leaves room for positive thoughts here .
I take some photos and try to understand the feelings of these people but it is impossible.
poached staff responsible for the design of the site tells us that everything is divided and then sorted, divided above the wet fraction, with special collections in the markets and this will greatly benefit from a FERTILIZER. In the center there is also a structure that, according to the executives, is home to the children of working families here, but some children are still around after the mother, especially strikes me as a woman who has a small child in her arms bare and two the following in continuation.
This is the most difficult visited so far, any type of security, no security, a place perhaps like hell. Resume the pickup and this time I sit inside, the body is thrown a lot of fertilizer produced here as a tribute to the director of Komar Rikreay to try it in their gardens, they are not sure of goodness of its content.
returned to the center and Antonio still has to work with the director, I decided to do another round of photos, now the sun has a better cut, take pictures, play with kids, talk to the girl of association and then we start to return to the hotel.
to relax a little about the thoughts I take the opportunity of the presence of a large swimming pool, do a dive and swim back and forth trying to sleep without thinking too tired last night, then shower and go to eat.
returned to the hotel I adjusted the picture, thinking with every shot to the difficulties of local NGOs to maintain the support and the differences with the world I live in the West.
I turn off the air conditioning and I fall asleep, wake up early tomorrow.
SECOND DAY: four o'clock and fifty minutes of January twenty-eight duemilaundici
I wake up suddenly, I look around and I did not still the case, today we must leave the hotel, I decide to get up, shower and place the suitcase, then proceed to the arrangement of some pictures and texts that stretch and I can not publish.
seven and a half hours, with breakfast Antonio, binged because there is forecast to skip lunch, then come and get us with the usual pickup, jump in and we go to the center this morning Antonio is busy with his work, so I am giving birth to the girl of the French association and a manager of the center and we go to visit the Foster Family, a situation similar to the house saw yesterday, but in this case the system is somewhat more stable, the boys are not, two or three per family, and how to foster an adoption is similar but with some limits, but not in detail before I visit "home", of cabin with the roof steel on the outskirts of the city, are well kept inside a large room in the center that serves as a living room and bedroom, the kitchen in the back of the house made of stones and a fire in the corner where they cook the food, the bathrooms are iron booth behind the house.
As in most of the houses here and there is no running water in this case there is not electricity, life is not easy here, but the children seem happy, however, take some pictures and then say goodbye jumping on the bed of the pickup and two children are with us for a ride to school.
We return to the center and I term the division of the photos, but it's late and the director insisted on bringing in food, vegetarian restaurant to eat all of it right here, I have to finish the copy of photo and then jump on the bed of the pickup with my backpack and laptop in hand that are converting photos while traveling around this video and I finish my work.
arrive at the restaurant and you do not understand very much on the menu, but no matter, to be sure that everything is free of animal ordered If a dish, comes with a hot plate to fry an egg dipped in a sauce with carrots and other vegetables, accompanied by a bubble of laughter, and taste is delicious, devour it and prepare to leave.
got on the bus that will take us in Phnom Penh capital of Cambodia, I expect them to map and Lorenzo, who have booked a triple room to economise further travel, and Antonio will visit Monday with a project for a school that teaches hip hop street kids and other dances, a situation antonio that describes an excellent solution, but with economic difficulties, I will try to make a video on my return to see if anyone wants to send a donation but here are so many things to help.
Let's usual chatter and a thousand questions and then I sleep a little and the journey continues ...
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