After our visit to Choeung Ek Killing Fields, we went to S-21 prison museum, also called Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum.
I have no words. I feel I should just leave a long empty page here. No pictures, no words. Because there is nothing I can share which will convey the somber, horror of this former school.I can share the faces of those imprisoned, tortured, dehumanized, and ultimately killed there. You can look into their eyes and feel the breath catch in your throat. You can swallow hard and divert your head. Try to erase those haunting faces from your vision. But you can’t.Their lives deserve to be remembered. But as it is, I could only look at one wall of them. I had to skip a lot of the rooms altogether, as well as the audio clips the museum supplied.Instead,
I sat in the previous school yard and imagined the laughing voices of the
children who attended it prior to April 1975. Carefree, happy kids thinking
their whole lives were ahead of them.
Thank
you for bearing with me. Next post, on Friday, I promise to present more
pleasant places we visited in Cambodia.
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