Roth Meas
Friday, 04 May 2012
Phnom Penh Post
Noun Phymean’s epic journey from orphan to refugee to financial
and career success was followed by a sudden decision to give it all up
to help those who need it most: children.
After decades
of struggle, Noun Phymean’s life was quite comfortable by 2002; she’d
worked for international NGOs, owned her own house and car, and had a
savings account. But comfort can be deceptive, and one afternoon hers
crumbled.
It happened at lunchtime, while she and colleagues
were having a picnic lunch on the grass along the riverside, she
explained last weekend in an interview during the 10th anniversary
celebration of the NGO she began to assist children who survived off
dumps. It was a workday in mid-April, she recalled, when about 10
ragged children approached her group and asked for money or some of the
food they were eating: chicken and rice. Her response was to ask them
to wait: to return after she and her colleagues had finished their
lunch. She said she would give them money then. The children dispersed.
“After lunch we threw the scraps of our food, rice and some
chicken into trash bin,” Phymean recalls. “The children appeared from
out of nowhere. It was so fast, like they had been hiding and waiting.
They darted to the trash bins and grabbed the scraps.”
“I felt
such empathy for them,” she continues. “What they did would have been
normal if they were animals, but they were human beings: children. They
should not have been eating from trash bins.”
What she did next
changed her life, and eventually thousands more. She bought the
children food, but instead of leaving she started talking to them,
trying to find out why they were there, asking them – for example –
about their family lives. They had parents, but their parents could not
afford money to feed them so they urged them to walk along streets to
ask strangers for money or food. They slept in doorways or alleys or
under trees – wherever they ended up. Her questions led her to
understand rather than recoil from the children.
When Phymean
asked the children what they wanted her empathy expanded, sparking a
personal connection, when they told her they wanted to go to school.
“They reminded me of myself in the 1980s. I had no parents and life was
hard, but I struggled for an education. My mother had always told me
that education equalled opportunity and that without it I could end up
as a servant in a restaurant,” she explains.
One week later she
sold her house and land for US$30,000 and started an NGO, People
Improvement Organisation, to help children who survived by gathering
recyclables at dumpsites. Then, she went to see what was happening at
the largest one in the country: Steung Meanchey, on the outskirts of
the city.
“The stench was overwhelming. I saw a truck crash
over a child rummaging through the garbage. The children hadn’t bathed
in weeks. What I saw was hell in this world,” she recalls.
A lifetime of survival
Phymean
was a child of the Khmer Rouge, born just four years before they took
control of the country in 1975. From their hometown of Kampong Cham,
her family had fled to a village about 50 kilometres from Phnom Penh,
in Kandal province. After the Khmer Rouge were driven to the Thai
border, they returned home where her father, who could speak
Vietnamese, found work with the new Vietnamese-controlled
administration of the People’s Republic of Kampuchea.
Despite
the overthrow of Pol Pot, civil conflict continued and men were
forcibly conscripted by the government to fight the remnants of the
Khmer Rouge, which had regrouped along the Thai border and continued to
represent Cambodia at the United Nations. Phymean’s older sister was
afraid her husband would be conscripted so they fled to Siem Reap, her
husband’s hometown, leaving their infant daughter with Phymean and
their mother.
“It was not yet safe along the road from Kampong
Cham to Siem Reap, so my mother and I asked to keep their baby, but my
mother got sick and then died in 1987. I was only 16 at the time and I
was caring for a child,” Phymean recalls.
During the day she
was a government clerk, earning $5 a month, and at night she copied
books by hand. “We did not have photocopy machines. If someone wanted a
second copy of a book they would write it out by hand. It took me four
or five days to copy a book.”
Although she was making ends
meet, Phymean wanted more, specifically to learn French and English –
the teaching of which was banned at the time. “I learn French and
English in secret. Teaching those languages was banned so classes had
to be held in secret,” she recalls.
Refugee
After
finishing high school in 1989, Noun Phymean began looking for her
sister, and with the assistance of the International Red Cross found
that she was in Kao I Dang refugee camp in Thailand. She began writing
letters to her and a year later decided to join her. “I also wanted my
niece to meet her parents,” she explains.
One day after
arriving in the refugee camp she got a job as an accountant for United
Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR).
At first, the
refuge seemed like paradise. It offered everything that was banned in
Cambodia, including the opportunity to learn English and French, and to
become aware of human rights. The conflict she escaped, however,
followed her. One month after arriving in the camp gangs of robbers
began descending on it to steal from refugees bound for third
countries. Gun shot sounds were common, Phymean recalls. “The gangs of
thieves usually arrived about midnight and we would race to the UNHCR
office to sleep. In Cambodia, life was hard, but in Kao I Dang it was
frightening.”
After the Paris Peace Accords in 1992, Phymean
returned to Cambodia to work for the United Nations Transitional
Authority in Cambodia, or UNTAC: first on the elections and then in the
finance department. She also worked for the International Labour
Organisation, the Dutch NGO Sawa and the European Union, before setting
up her PIO.
First lessons
About 50 children
arrived for the first language and maths class in 2002, but Noun
Phymean ran into resistance from their parents because they needed
their children to work. Moreover, the children were often hungry, in
some cases too hungry to study. Others fell asleep because they had
been up late the night before sorting through garbage.
The
school’s teachers had their own challenges. “Some had to leave the
class every five minutes to get a breath of fresh air because of the
stench from the children. Some of the kids here had never taken a bath
more than once a week,” Phymean recalls. She focused on finding food
for the students so they would be able to concentrate on their studies.
For two years she wrote proposals and sent them to donor agencies
asking for funds. None arrived so she also sold what was left of her
property to pay her teachers.
Making connections
In
2004, she received $10,000 from Just World International: enough to
feed the children for one year. Then, the number rose to 300. The next
year she was able to give students one meal a day (orphans received
three). Later, she received a scholarship to study English in Canada,
where she began handing out flyers about PIO to other international
students and her teachers, one of who wrote to CNN nominating Phymean
to be a CNN hero.
“I had no idea my teacher wrote to CNN to
nominate me. When I returned to Cambodia, I saw an email from CNN. I
could not believe it, so I asked somebody to read the email with me,”
she recalls.
After being interviewed by CNN in August 2008, she was told she made the top 10 hero list and would receive $25,000.
She
admits this made her happy, saying one thing common to the rich and the
poor is the pleasure of winning a prize, no matter what its size.
The
money was used to build a separate school so that the children did not
have to sleep, study and eat in one building. Two more children's
centres were also established in slum communities: at Borei Keila and
Borei Santepheap II. In total, about 1,000 children, including 60
orphans, now receive education from PIO.
Children’s dreams
Phymean
believes that child-like dreams fuel ambition, and that even the most
personal ones do come true. She recalls seeing planes as a young girl
and wishing she could fly away on one. She’s flown across oceans. She
recalls watching a movie in Canada and wishing she could meet one of
the actresses: Hollywood star Lucy Liu. When she received her CNN hero
award Lucy Liu presented it.
When she talked to the children
rummaging for scraps of food in a bin along the river, she remembered
her own childhood, which was full of dreams, and reached out to theirs.
Since then she’s given thousands of children a chance of realising
their dreams, and reminded adults of theirs.
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