Back to sanity-How can one contribute to social development?

After days of too much worry over an indescribably huge load of work, I have finally come back to my blog again. I want to go on talking about how one can contribute to social development of society or the country itself. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to reveal that one alone can’t do but together we make it a dream-come-true.

After spending four days at the provinces, I have now been amazed by Cambodian NGOs’ potential and robust work. The first NGO I met first and now admire is CABDICO, which has been domesticized and works maily with disabled kids with celebral palsy and polio in Siem Reap province. Their rehabilitation techniques are incredible because I never knew that it would take so much effort, patience and time to get a child with CP or Polio to be better that way.
For example, the first CP kid I met was only 3 years old but he could not do some basic things that kids at his age could do. The CABDICO staff went to his very poor parents every day and helped instruct them to exercise their baby. Not only the baby was helped but also the whole family. Of course, it’s true that the NGO got funding from other international donors, but what that matters is that they work so hard and so patiently to help other people in dire need. I spent so much time with the NGO staff, listening to them telling stories and after all watching them work.
After CABDICO, I met some staff from Friends International in Siem Reap too. How big the training centre! There were a lot of kids and teenagers. I did some interviewing with two teenagers. These are disabled kids, with cripped legs and one artificial leg. It made me learn that disabled people don’t need pity but motivation to start it on their own. They need to be independent to stop themselves from being so soft about their disability. Without an NGO to help, they could have turned out very depressed and useless for themselves only. And that would become a very sorrowful sight to see the disabled with any help.
Not only disabled kids or teenagers that have been strongly supported, CWARS, an NGO to provide skill trainings to disabled adults, have done a good job in raising their spirits up. I interviewed several trainees and grasp a bit of the disability background. They all were from the same situation. Some turned to silence, some turned to alcohol to stop themselves from sorrow. But since the organization found them and is equipping them with a technique to fish, they are beginning to see the shining light.
Through providing three meals a day and a place to say, the NGO is committed to make those disabled realize that they can always do something if they get up and do it now. The memory that was left is me was that I walked around CWARS, rather remote from Banteay Meanchey town (Sisophon) and watched the trainees working with all their fingers and legs (bike repairing and sewing).
The last organization I visited was DDSP based in Pursat province and have worked on clean water resources. The staff there spoke so eloquently about their work and true, the villagers enjoyed the staff company when they arrived. Granted, the NGO has done a lot of good things, building wells and ponds for villagers in Pursat province and giving animals to those very poor family to have a way to earn an appropriate living.
After the trip, I concluded that 90% of the people I met were rice farmers and most of them need NGOs to support them selflessly and also the government to pay way for NGOs’ work. And if the government is instead prepared to implement a law to crack down on NGOs, I don’t think the big potion of the population would admire the decision.
And for sure, finally I thought, “Cambodia needs these people. And their work must be recognized by all the Cambodians.”

How can one contribute to social development?

Juggling between school and work, I learn to compromise and weigh in on pros and cons of both sides. Always, a student’s life is crazy busy (just like a busy bee) and academically focused while the work life is quite the same but different in one way: travelling and wordly-knowledge absorption or accumulation. I don’t prefer either of them but adore and equally value both of the academic ways!
For four days, I was assigned to do some reporting for a big international organization. Although I was not quite assured it would be little or much work, I accepted the offer without complaint, hopped on the car and off I went into the world that not many city dwellers know. I had butterflies in my stomach that I wouldn’t be able to do the work because I was so new to it (meeting different social organizations in each of the four provinces and reporting about their work). I was just like a cat on hot bricks, trying to grasp as much I could during my time there.
The rural views I travelled past were breath-taking, stunning, ravishing. I couldn’t explain how much I wanted to be so close to nature. In spite of lack-of-development looks, the countryside is the place many retirees have a strong passion to vacate in. The air is so clean and fresh. I shouldn’t forget to tell about the tattered houses or huts villagers (shacks) tried to cram into to avoid cold and strong wind this month. If the life of the villagers were more improved, I’m sure they’d have so much fun and smiles would appear very often on their faces. Not to mention the hygenic situation in the far-away areas, I was informed that it is getting just a little better or not at all in different areas.

I can’t name this–it’s overwhelmiing

I want this blog post to be my inner strength wherever I am, whatever I deal with… I want to stand straight without stumbling. I never believe I feel so so low, to the bottomest of the bottom this minute. I don’t understand why I can’t explain what is right and wrong. I feel annoyed with myself that I can’t make my messages across. I can’t control everything around me. I agree with this incapacity of mine, but I can’t see why I can’t control things about me or happening to me, myself. I hate it when the truth is not made clear and that there is a chance or room for confusion…
I want this blog post to clear all the doubts that I am what I say, I am what I do, I am what I try to be–me, me and me. I never wish to be either immaculate or perfect. I need to be myself, my true self and everywhere I go, I behave as my usual self, my K.Knila self… I am not who you think I am… I have the power to change whom I want to be… but I also have the finest power to be who I think is right to be!!!