When asked to describe a moment of compassion during an Upaya training, I remembered a Cambodian friend's story. He survived the genocide in the 1970s, but barely, and numerous members of his family did not. (He pointed to a blue building in Battambang and said nine of his family members had died in that "hospital." This was after we went to see the unmarked space in a field where his father had been killed.) After the Khmer Rouge were out of power, but still fighting, he was on a road in the center of the country, when someone came to him to ask for help. It turned out the help was needed by wounded Khmer Rouge soldiers. He took them to the hospital, disguised as civilians, noting only that the soldiers must have been surprised by his actions.
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