You decide what you want and you decide what you’re going to do. You decide whether you succeed. I was born into a wealthy family, with a father who had a very important position in the government and military. At the age of 5 the Khmer Rouge came into Battambong, Cambodia. My father turned himself in so his wife and kids would have a chance to survive. He was killed the first day. My mother and t
he six kids, 5 girls ages and 1 boy, were driven out of Battambong with just the clothes on our backs and a pot. When the truck we were riding in broke down, my mother said to the kids, jump off and run into the forest. For four years we dodged the Khmer Rouge, bad people, bombs and wild animals. Our play toys were the skulls and bones of those who were blown up or killed. But survive we did. For those four years we lived in the jungle under the trees, sleeping wherever we could. We all had jobs. Mine was to find food as directed. There were no stores. I had to look for the food
however I could. There were no excuses. If I did not find the food, I was not allowed to eat. And the community could not eat and might starve. For the following five years, after the Vietnamese came in and overthrew the Khmer Rouge, we roamed the jungles and stayed in camps in Cambodia, Thailand, ending up in a camp in the Philippines. We signed up to leave Cambodia. My mother remembered my father, just before he turned himself in, telling her that if she and the kids ever had a chance to go to any other country to choose the United States. For years my mother declined to go to any other country offering her and her six kids asylum waiting for America, America who had been bombing her beloved Cambodia. At the age of 14 I arrived on a flight from the camp in the Philippines flying into San Francisco. Looking out of the window the lights in the city were amazing. I went into the bathroom on the plane and was surprised to see someone else in there with me. Then I realized it was my reflection in the mirror, the first time I had seen myself other than as a wavering image in pools
of muddy water. I was not that bad looking, even in the hand-me- downs, a dress and a pair of shoes, real shoes, not the banana leaf shoes I made in Cambodia. I entered 8th grade after the summer following the last month of 7th grade after we came to the
United States. When I graduated high school a semester early, I had to work rather than go to college. I started working in real estate as an sales agent and in 3 years became the #1 agent in the office. I was then recruited as an insurance agent and in 7 years I was the eleventh agent
out of 35,000 agents. This was easy work compared to the life and death work I was tasked with when I was a child in Cambodia in the jungle. Then I suffered a series of terrible automobile accidents and choose not to drive. I began a business of selling massage beds. I built that business to where we were selling 16 beds about $2,000 or more per bed a week. My boyfriend at that time wanted a business on Hollywood Boulevard. So I turned over my massage bed business to a family member who ran the business into the ground. My boyfriend really didn’t want to work the business so I took over, got educated in the business and made it prosper. I hired my godfather as a favor to him as he needed a job. Unfortunately when the economy dropped I also found out my godfather had been embezzling cash from the business. I closed the business. And had to decide what I needed to do next. All during these events I was raising my only daughter by myself. I then found a network marketing company and finagled a way to become a part of that company, a one-wonder- product company. From $0 I developed a business that was making me $10,000 a month. Then the company changed their system, lost the information of my downline
members and my income dropped to $7 per month. Then I was introduced to this opportunity. I saw the possibilities and I had my companion check the company out. No investigation in nearly 60 years from any governmental agency, products that worked, a philosophy that was more concerned with people than with dollars and was environmentally sound. I had prayed in the night when I had lost $6 million in assets for a business that was God’s work, good for people and the world, that I could travel and see the world. We then went to The Headquarters in Pleasanton, California where we talked with staff, the leadership, and Roger Barnett, the Chairman and Chief Executive Officer. When asked what was his philosophy Roger said a remarkable thing.“You have heard it said that the most important people in a company are the customers. That is not true. The most important people in a company are the employees and the independent distributers.” I began to work. It was not easy. For three months we would hold meetings on Tuesday and Saturdays at 10:00 am. We invited people to attend and hear about the opportunity. Every Tuesday and Saturday for three months we held that meeting with three people in attendance: our up-line, my companion and me. We continued to take and use the products. We transformed our home. We shared the products with people. We lost pounds, my companion 100 and me 26 going from a size 8 to a
size 00. In less than 16 months I and my team grew the business from a Distributor to a Master Coordinator. The team and I have made this business into a Senior Master Coordinator for more time than another rank obtained. And the reason is simple: we use the products, we share the products, and we help our partners to succeed.
