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My life story: the sex and adventure parts

(well, okay, just the adventure parts)

I'm a white kid from a small town in Ohio. Nothing interesting or exciting happened in my life until March 26, 1976. On that day, early in the morning, after a night of interrupted sleep, the island that was to be my home for the next year appeared on the horizon from the deck of the copra boat that I was sharing with pigs and weary travelers. The island was Niuatoputapu or in English, the Sacred Land abounding in Sacred Coconut Trees. I was in the South Pacific Kingdom of Tonga, I spoke Tongan, and was about to become the only non-Tongan resident of one of the most remote islands in the world. You could walk around it in a day, there was no airport, and at best, the cargo boat stopped by once a month. I was an American Peace Corps Volunteer.

Is that interesting? If you think so, have a look at

The Fire Has Jumped.

The book is in many university libraries. In it are some of my pictures and interviews with residents of Niuatoputapu's sister island, Niua Fo'ou.

Six years later something else interesting happened. It was April 1, 1981. Early that morning I took a bus from Manila to the Philippines Refugee Processing Center on the Bataan Peninsula, just around the corner from Subic Bay. I didn't know it then, but I would spend most of the next six years working in or around refugee camps in Southeast Asia. I met all kinds of interesting people, including my good friend and five-years-later Hawaiian neighbor, Hongly Khuy, who posed with me in the above picture in 1982. These days Hongly is a fellow computer-nut with lots of links to Cambodia from his home page.

In the refugee camps, Hongly and other refugees helped me write a book:

Writing Back

In 1985, it was published by the Experiment in International Living and World Education, with the US Department of State keeping the copyright, thank you very much. It is a book of the annotated letters that refugees living in the USA wrote to their friends and relatives in the refugee camps. It describes life in the USA from the refugee point of view.

Six years later another interesting thing happened. On March 22, 1992, I flew into Pochentong Airport outside of Phnom Penh to begin working as a Computer Specialist with the United Nations Transitional Authority in Cambodia, UNTAC. I stayed 16 months or until two months after the May '93 UN-run election. I was on the first UN helicopter flight to one of the most remote provinces in Cambodia, worked on the voter registration, made the ballot for the election, ran a polling station, and fell in love. Along the way I became a Major. Honest.

Naturally, I wrote a book about it:

Cambodia Interlude, Inside the United Nations' 1993 Election.

Then, if you want to read the sample chapters, help yourself. If it looks interesting, consider ordering yourself a copy through Amazon-dot-com.

When I left Cambodia, I went back to Thailand and wrote the Cambodia book. A friend of mine knew Thailand's leading female writer, Sujinda Kanyatalongot. She translated one chapter of my book into Thai and published it in a Bangkok magazine.

Eventually, I got tired of renewing my visa every three months in Thailand. So I decided to study desktop publishing in Eugene, Oregon. There I studied some of the finer points of graphics and design. One of my projects was to create a business card using a 3D graphics program.

From Oregon I moved to Hawaii, where I had gone to graduate school. There I taught computer applications at local universities from 1996 through the spring of 1999. I liked Hawaii, but when the Asian economic crisis hit Hawaii and my beloved university, Hawaii Pacific University, could no longer give me enough classes to allow me to eke out a living, it was time to leave.

In the summer of 1999 I went back to Laos and helped the people who blow up bombs left over from the Vietnam war for a living. I've written a story with pictures about it.

As the new millenium began in 2000, I started yet another career, this time as a digital film maker in Southeast Asia. You can read about it in the FAQ section of my other home page, thomasriddle.net

Before I became a computer applications teacher, a consultant, and movie maker, I had all kinds of jobs: English and science teacher, curriculum developer, teacher supervisor, teacher trainer, database designer, data entry supervisor, WordPerfect teacher, graphics designer, writer, and in-house computer consultant. If you like resumes, check out mine. Deadlines and living in remote places have never fazed me much. If anyone asks, I'm a certified desktop publisher, I've studied digital film making in San Francisco, have a Master's Degree in Anthropology from the University of Hawaii at Manoa, and I was once a certified High School English teacher. I've written a thing or two as well.

Okay, that's it. For a white kid from Ohio, life's been okay so far. After I get a high-paying job, if I can find someone who can stand to hear my stories ten million times, I'll get married and make another home page. Until then, don't worry, be happy. Life is short.

Sincerely,