I came across the Ponheary Ly Foundation during my stay in Siem Reap, where I visit yearly, meeting my wonderful friends who make education happen in villages where access to education is a challenge - not to mention food and healthcare, and kids in particular areas even struggle to survive.
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Gathering clouds, a twist of fate...
Mashed potato, fried chicken, coffee
traveling down my throat.
...kids, only little kids
out in the sun, out in the rain,
in an era of a paralyzing reign.
A story of a woman told, out in the fields
killing insects to survive.
In her eyes, the sun and tears;
a life suffocated into fears, lived and learned.
Crossing the Killing Fields,
Ponheary Ly spread her roots
like the strongest of the trees.
My lines never rhyme but this time
they come to me in a breath of the wind,
I'm thinking of her eating my bread;
She had a dream ... and the dream she had:
Kids singing the alphabet in
classrooms for a future
they could have been denied to have.
She stood up to make life right:
seeds of skill, faith and pride she spread
over the fields, over the bones of the dead.
She gave everything she had.
There is nothing that is impossible.
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