FEFA School

When I first arrived in Cambodia, I had no clue as to the horrific events of its past. As I went on, I learned more and more about it’s history of destruction and chaos and as I learned more about that, my eyes opened further on what I thought I knew about human suffering.

If I had never made the decision to move to Cambodia, I wouldn’t know human suffering to this extent. Do I value my new learned knowledge, or is ignorance a bliss?

I beg the question as to whether it was all worth destroying my own innocence and naivety just for the sake of my own curiosity. It’s too late now, there is no turning back. You build a home, you make friends and you see suffering and so you become hooked.

Since being here, I can say that there isn’t much that pulls on me, emotionally. A lot of the contributions that I have made are emotionally detached and professional. But, every now and then you get hooked on to something, emotionally.

Being there to witness the storm destroy the kitchen of the school last week was one of those moments that made this experience a little more personal for me. Improving the living conditions of the people in that school is no longer a professional pursuit for me, but rather a personal one. I can’t move on knowing there are people who I know personally who live in conditions like that.

Part of my mission with ‘This is Philanthropy’ is to change the way in which we contribute to the lives of others in order to make the world a better place. This approach is more personalised, placing choice in the hands of the giver and building a rapport between the giver and the receivers.

In the fundraiser that I am going to start, I am going to list the things that are needed to improve the conditions of this school. It is up to you as the giver to select where you would like your money to go and to watch the progress as conditions improve.

It would be much appreciated if you could donate. Even the smallest amount would mean a lot.

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