Into The Next Phase

A few weeks ago it was brought up in a discussion that the Volunteer dorm was getting crowded because of the increase of people finding out about us and the desire of many, who have been here before, to return for extended stays. We also talked about the need for the older girls to have a place of their own where they would be protected yet have some freedoms to be teenagers. The present Volunteer dorm would be the perfect place because of its location in the center of the compound but how would we fund a new dorm for the Volunteers. Our answer was only an e-mail away and THANKS to the Douglas A. Campbell Foundation the money is already in the bank.

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Work started on Thursday, May 26, 2011 and hopefully the 4.5 Meter by 30 Meter lakeside building will be completed in 3 months. We will keep you posted on the progress.

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The next step will be an estimated $15,000 USD conference room for holding meetings and for larger groups to stay for things like weekend Yoga Retreats. The building will go right here where I am standing.Anyone interested in funding this can contact us at wocommunity@gmail.com .

Thanks to all who are making this possible through your generous donations.

Wayne Dale Matthysse



A Day of Art

If a picture is worth a thousand words, than here is a 14,000 word essay about the Art Day held on May 1st, 2011 for our children and other children from the community outside of our gates. We are grateful to all who made this day possible, especially the Schmitz-Hille Foundation of Germany who have funded the Art Program for the past four years.

 

 

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The Happening Place

Wat Opot is a happening place; a place seemingly always in flux with volunteers coming and going, buildings changing inhabitants and new ones popping up.  But amongst all the change, Wat Opot is still a home; a place where children have the freedom to learn, run, play, laugh and cry; a home for a little one to grow up while sharing space and their worldly possessions with many others.  Here’s a little pictorial glimpse into our everyday life.

First off, we here at Wat Opot stick to a very rigid schedule!!

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Ha ha, just kidding.

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WOCC is a place where you can swim until exhaustion.

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Or just wait patiently for someone (ANYONE!) to give you a ride.

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We have the freedom to make faces and then laugh hard when we get to view our silliness.

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Want a snack?  I might just share my fried chicken foot with you (if you ask nicely).

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But this papaya, although bigger than my head is all MINE!

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There’s always time at our home to hang with your buds.

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Or to find a quiet spot when you just want to be alone (YES, even Saon sits still occasionally, albeit usually briefly).

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Thanks for taking the time to check out our smiling faces!

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Life Is Like This

Since the resent death of my mother I have received many condolences from old friends and family members that, despite differences in opinion, still show genuine concern and love for me. Sitting in the memorial service and singing the old hymns, that my mother loved so much, brought back the memories of those simpler days when religion and spirituality were one and the same. Perhaps the most meaningful message of sympathy however came in the form of an e-mail from one of the older children at Wat Opot, who lost both of his parents to AIDS several years ago. The letter is too personal to share here but in it he expresses how he felt when his mother died and the hopelessness that came over him when he realized that he would never be able to give or receive a hug from her again. He than goes on to say that Wat Opot has now become his mother and that it is his source of warmth and comfort on lonely days… and he extended that warmth now to me from all of the children at Wat Opot. At a time when I am searching for direction in my own life, his words are especially meaningful, however it was the words he signed off with that brought tears to my eyes, for it shows the depth from which his words came. Those words were simply, “Life is like this.”

No one should have to understand this Truth at such an early age and yet there are so many children that do, simply because life has not given them the same benefits that most of the rest of the world enjoys. Wat Opot is a special place and I am so very grateful that I have it to return too. It has become like a Mother to many people. There is no formula that can recreate a Wat Opot; it is what we have all gone through together that has made it what it is. The realization and acceptance of the fact that life is both good and bad, is something that took me years to understand… and it was the children of Wat Opot who have taught me this Truth.

Many of the children in the community are orphans and others have been abused and neglected. Those who are HIV Positive have had to endure rejection, teasing, and at times threatening remarks from people outside of our community. There is no reason for Wat Opot to be a happy place… yet it is, and I believe the reason for that is because they have learned to accept things as they are and then go on with life. There is little discrimination between the HIV positive children and those who are negative. They live and play together and have learned to appreciate many different customs and practices because of the number of international volunteers and visitors that pass through our gates. They are comfortable worshiping in both temples and churches and can sing praises to Buddha and Jesus with equal enthusiasm and often even in the same service. They share what ever is given without complaint even when there is not sufficient to go around. They are in many ways unique and I am happy to have been a part of the Wat Opot development.

As I sit here at home anticipating my return trip to Cambodia, I am bombarded with pictures and stories of a world going crazy. Nuclear reactors out of control, war and the invasion of Libya, unemployment, foreclosing on homes, cancer, high medical cost, and the list goes on and on. People are afraid of each other, suspicious and judgmental of the government and of anyone or anything having to do with Islam or with ideas that do not go along with what they have been taught. For many the future seems hopeless and while many churches preach Salvation through Jesus in the hereafter there is little instruction on how to live life in the here and now. I long for the time when I can return to the simplicity of Wat Opot where hugging or being hugged by a child may be the only accomplishment of the day and nothing more is required or expected, because at Wat Opot… Life is like this.

Wayne Dale Matthysse