That’s what they call him. Boy. He’s 11. I think he was 7 when his dad died. I first met him when he was 8. Boy is having lots of challenges. Most I can’t share here. But after repeating grade 1 a few times, he’s finally in grade 2 and loves to learn. He loves

If you find this story hard to believe, that’s okay. Because I feel the same way. Like how could we have arrived JUST at the right time?? So…this is what happened. Noung (my tuk tuk driver) and I had just finished breakfast at the market. It was our first time there together. As we walked

Where do I even begin? Definitely not in Siem Reap, because this story started back in October last year. I was feeling particularly flat but decided to go along to a local women’s business catch up. I always feel out of place and clumsy there, but still went. I briefly spoke with Natalie who owns