The Light - An Alumni Publication Winter 2014/2015 - Page 21

FACES OF YFU “Here’s a coconut.” The van from the provincial town took all day to get back to my village, much later than I had told Mai Toat I’d be back; “No problem,” Mai Toat declared as she told the driver over the phone that she would wait for her daughter at the stop until she arrived. I tried meeting my co-teachers at the local high school where I would be working for the next two years, and, day after day, no one was there; “No problem,” said Mai Toat as she beckoned me to come eat dinner. She immediately introduced me to the entire teaching staff with whom she and my father are good friends. My Cambodian family provides for me. They are my safe-haven. They connect me to my community. All are lessons learned with YFU and are equally important to my work in the Peace Corps. My host family and language training are both resources I rely on to do my job, teaching English, as effectively as possible. At the same time, unde