a form of attachment still remains
ream! we rode to the home on a pickup! how cool is that man.
and around the village on a bullock cart.thats mati
theres really so much sentiment that its hard to talk about it all at one shot. tremendously meaningful just emcompasses so much, from the home, attachment to Ream and Mati (but more to ream), making friends with Ya, talking to him about his future after COSI, to watching our tour guide speak about his survival and family's death at the hands of pol pot some 30 years ago in such a resolved manner. We watched his simple act of rolling up a stack of paper in his hand to smack the head of the communist leader's statue before carrying on our tour in the genocide museum. we saw how much significance such an act bore, the relevance, the reality. We all somehow knew at that moment that it was something so close to his heart. But as he continued the tour and described the actions of the man who had murdered his family in such a resolved manner and with such calmness, the reality hit home in us, hit home in me.
and so thats why after the trip there are a few of us still hanging around and doing stuff for it. getting people to write in the collective journal, compiling reflections, compiling pictures. it is because a form of attachment to cambodia and especially COSI still remains. The reality hit home in us.the sharing, the smiles, the carrying of super light kids and running across the multi purpose area. these were meaningful. and so, i really cant wait to go back.