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Sunday at Hoe La Bong
A nasty, oozing burn covered the top of the tiny boy’s foot. I couldn’t understand what happened to him, although the mother acted out a...
Susan Brown
Feb 24, 20162 min read


Sunday at PaSak 2
I stopped, breathless, on the nearly perpendicular mountain path to the church. One more rutted and steep section of road and I would be...
Susan Brown
Feb 17, 20164 min read


A Day of Preachers’ Training
The class snickered, trying to swallow their laughter. “Ca,” I said again as I pointed to the letters on the board. It was English class...
Susan Brown
Feb 3, 20163 min read
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