A Cambodian girl takes part in a kite festival near Cambodia's Angkor temple complex in Siem Reap province, (299 kilometers) 186 miles northwest of Phnom Penh December 7, 2006. REUTERS/Chor Sokunthea
A man prepares a kite during a kite festival near Cambodia's Angkor temple complex in Siem Reap province, (299 kilometers) 186 miles northwest of Phnom Penh December 7, 2006. REUTERS/Stringer
Cambodian boys watch as a man prepares a kite during a kite festival near Cambodia's Angkor temple complex in Siem Reap province, (299 kilometers) 186 miles northwest of Phnom Penh December 7, 2006. REUTERS/Chor Sokunthea
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Beautiful. I remember my brother made one of those kites out of paper, sticks and tapes, but it flew...flew like nothing I have ever seen before. The strong gust of wind in Cambodia was beautiful. While we were poor, our heart were rich, and our land provides us with everything we had wanted.
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