Friday, October 5, 2012

Treasures from Cambodia

(Disclaimer: Now, Cambodia is not perfect because it is full of fallen people, just like America.  There are a lot of things about Cambodia that are harsh and dark and unpleasant, but also a treasure trove of nuggets that stopped me in my tracks with appreciation!)

Friendship: What do half boiled baby duck eggs and friendship have in common?  Well, in Cambodia whenever the Moringa staff wanted to celebrate something, we would get together after work at this restaurant with thatched huts and we would sit on the floor of the hut around a small low table.  Then my friends would order the food and soon the eggs would come out looking suspiciously like normal boiled eggs and everyone would dive in.  Ok, so they did.  I waited for the chicken legs to arrive.  Even if it was a party for me, we would go to the same place because it was about being together.  My celebrate food would be a nice hamburger or salad; their celebrate food was duck eggs (with the little baby inside…shudder).  But, I miss baby duck eggs because it always meant friendship and being together. 
The Journey: The journey was much more important in Cambodia than the destination.  A three hour trip could easily turn into a six hour trip because we had to stop and take pictures, or get a snack, or buy fruit or take more pictures.  So, really the journey was the point, being together was the point, not getting from place A to place B in a timely manner (even though it’s hot and bumpy and I’m sitting here but my legs are over there because we are all crammed into the car).  It’s never an inconvenience, it’s always an adventure.    
Generosity: No matter how much you have, you always have something to give.  Poverty doesn’t equal stinginess.  Whether it was the widow from church who generously gave me some of the peanuts she had made to sell at the market, or the pastor and his family whose table I was always welcome at, or the woman who loaded me down with fresh fruit from her trees even though I told her it was just me at home, or the gifts that I would receive from my friends (horrid, ugly things from the stationery shop, but they were given with such love that those items became beautiful).  Even if you are dirt poor, you can still give joyfully.
Don’t hurry.  Work hard.  Take breaks.  Be friendly.  Be polite.  Stop to pick fruit (even if it belongs to someone else).  Take naps in a hammock.  Take any opportunity to sing in front of people even if you can’t carry a tune in a bucket (it’s not about the sound, it’s about having a good time together).  Eat together.  Color your hair.  Bargain.  Do your part.  Laugh and smile.  A lot.