I was reading the news online when I heard, knock-knock, "Teacher Kerri!" My fan club had arrived. We took a walk through the village, holding hands, and singing songs. It began as a tribe of four, but the collection quickly grew to nine. We walked to the park where there are many trees and small bamboo shacks with mats and hammocks over a small creek. It was the perfect breeding ground for malaria and dengue fever. Lots of people were hanging out, having picnics, mostly high school students. I bet this is their make-out spot. I, of course, was a spectacle. Some guy yelled out in Khmer, 'I like you!" which caused the children to erupt into a fit of giggles. When we returned, I handed out watermelon slices and sent them on their way.
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