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This is Neth's story and there are many more like him. With your help, we can help more boys like Neth, who have survived the greatest of exploitation, to become whole again.
There is a shame that does not go away.
The shame of being taunted and teased for my disability, of being poor.
The shame of being abused, and holding those secrets in my heart.
Young girls should never experience abuse and pain.
But it happened to me when I was only six years old.
I remember that night like a vivid dream. I was asleep at my grandma's house when someone came in and gently carried me. I thought it was my father who came to take me home.
It was too late when I realised it was not my father, but a man from our village. I was so scared and confused. We were in a field near the pagoda.
There, in that field, he raped me.
Money is more important than me.
We are a very poor family and we barely have enough food to eat. We work on other people's farm to survive. After work, my parents drink alcohol and beat us repeatedly. We never feel love from them.
I do not know what 'school' is since my parents make me work all day. After working at the farm, my parents make me work as a house cleaner to a family nearby. My mum takes all of my earnings. She does not even ask about how I am. To them, I am just a laborer.
I have been working for Hagar for six years. I know I have grown and changed.
I was 12 when I came to Phnom Penh. Dishwashing at a restaurant was my glimmer of hope but it was my escape from my violent step-father, from my broken family and from my lack of education and opportunity.
Today, I am a business woman and I am proud of myself.
I am 38 years old and I live with my five children. In the past, whenever I encountered trouble I always thought of killing myself. That was the only solution I could think of.
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Vattana never knew his parents. He was a baby when he was abandoned on the street and left to live at a government-run orphanage in Cambodia.
By the time Boupha was 10 years old she had already been dealt some of life's most devastating blows. Two of her sisters died young. Then, her mother died when she was nine and a year later her father passed away.
Can one group - or even one individual - truly make a difference? The answer to that is a resounding yes!
Right in the middle of the current economic environment, one small church in Long Beach, CA has made a huge difference in the lives of children in Cambodia.
The church ran Hope for Hagar, a two-month long awareness and fundraising campaign with the bold goal of raising US$10,000 for Hagar's Community Learning Centre.
A cacophany of sound and a flurry of neatly pressed white shirts and blue skirts and pants could only mean one thing - the first day of school at Hagar's Community Learning Centre.
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