How an English class strengthened my resolve.

At a small Phnom Penh church, in the middle of the explosive development between downtown and the airport, a girl attending the local Adventist Academy teaches English every weekday at 5:30 to the neighborhood kids. I’d promised months ago to visit, and today I finally did.

Thursday 22 October 2015

Jill set Kim on the bed.

The lesson is written on the whiteboard, and the children behave as children do, barefoot on the tile floor. One has two notebook pages full of handwritten “D”‘s in front of him. He laughs and hides his face when I point and say “D”.

Over the course of an hour, I teach them some English, and they teach me some Khmer. They learn that Jill set Kim on the bed, and I learn that one of them doesn’t attend school, and half of them don’t know what day their birthday is. Sometimes I forget where I am. Sometimes, I’m reminded.


“Therefore we are always confident and know that as long as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord.” -2 Corinthians 5:6