Battambang/Cambodia

Initially what caught my eye was the contrast of fate between the well off woman in the comfort of the NGO (Non Government Organisation) aid vehicle, and the bare-footed mother and her son, in the street, who clearly had nothing. Intrigued, I watched as the pair wandered along the riverside, their belongings wrapped in a headscarf. They crossed the bridge and headed down the dusty road out of town before turning left into the centre for the homeless called 'Home Land'.

This, in a nutshell, is analogous to the NGO foreign aid situation in Cambodia, where some good people do much but receive little, and others do very little but receive much.

Battambang/Cambodia

Initially what caught my eye was the contrast of fate between the well off woman in the comfort of the NGO (Non Government Organisation) aid vehicle, and the bare-footed mother and her son, in the street, who clearly had nothing. Intrigued, I watched as the pair wandered along the riverside, their belongings wrapped in a headscarf. They crossed the bridge and headed down the dusty road out of town before turning left into the centre for the homeless called 'Home Land'.

This, in a nutshell, is analogous to the NGO foreign aid situation in Cambodia, where some good people do much but receive little, and others do very little but receive much.