 Lastly, we move on to our 2019 societal leader winner. Please put your hands together for Mr. Arne Chonpond. Thank you very much for having me here. I also like to say that thank you for having me and for this award. And it's a very great honour for me. And I really appreciate everything you stand for around leadership. I'd like to also say that this award is not just for me. It is for all the cultural leaders we have in Cambodia, the master artists, the next generations of young artists, and art managers who are all striving to make the arts the heart of Cambodia society and make expression through the arts and culture the centre of Cambodia future. You all have mentioned the overcoming adversary and I should tell you a bit about my own journey and the journey of why I started Cambodian Living Arts as an organisation. In 1975, I was just 11 years old when the Khmer Rouge took over Cambodia and they forced my family and separate my family away like millions of other Cambodians. I was forced to live in a temple, to die in a Buddhist temple converted into a killing place where the Khmer Rouge killed every day, day in and day out. And I was forced to live there and to die there, to work there with about 500, 700 children there. And we were forced to watch a lot of killing and doing a lot of bad things that we didn't want to do. The hardest part for me was that you're not allowed to cry. If you cry, they kill you. So I learned how to shut myself off from the feeling completely from the smell, the blood. And in the middle of all this killing, the Khmer Rouge forced us to also play a propaganda song. I raised my hand probably risky that they wouldn't trick me to... As soon as I raised my hand, they would kill me. They wanted to start a music band. So they have kids playing music, learning how to play music. They brought a master, a musician, an old master. Why here? I remembered and I didn't even know his name. And he looked at us in the eyes and said, you have to learn fast. Some few kids who did not learn fast enough and did not come to class the next day. I was very lucky. My first teacher also was killed a week, two weeks after teaching us. They brought another master, Master Mac, who we became like a father and son. We helped each other to survive the ordeals. At that place also I have watched my little brother and little sister starve to death and can't do much, can't do nothing to help them. In 1979, when the Vietnamese invaded Cambodia and ousted the Khmer Rouge, I was caught like thousand of other children by the Khmer Rouge who took away my instrument and gave me guns. We were not trained how to use the guns. We were put into a full blown war with the Vietnamese, against the Vietnamese. And again I witnessed many, many children shot and can't do much to help them. I also never won ever again to feel helpless and powerless to help my friends who shot and need help. I finally escaped to a refugee camp in Thailand many months later and have met a man, Peter Pan. They call him American. For the first time I met an American man who later became my adopted father and took me to the United States and raised me there. I had a hard time in living in America. I was making fun of, I was put into high school that was the first grade I ever had. I had to learn ABC while I was in high school. I was laughed at by the American kids. I thought my life in America was better, but it was the opposite. I couldn't almost survive. I survived the jungle of Cambodia, but I couldn't almost survive the jungle of America, the mall of America. I'm not sure why they make fun of you and my heart still hurt even today. In the 90s I decided to return to Cambodia and found Master Max after 25 years on the street drunk. Luckily he survived. We recognized each other and we hugged each other. I saw him laughing, smiling at me, but tears from his eyes. He said, where have you been all these years? Many, many other master artists I found a handful. Master looked at me and said, you must have something for me to do. I don't want to die on the street drunk, be a drunk guy. I discovered some more living. They were living in poverty and no longer playing music. I found out during the trip that the genocide killed 90% of Cambodian artists, 2 million Cambodian people including my own family and almost entire of my own family. They would target it because I now find out that my mom and my dad was an actor. They owned an opera company. That was why they would target it. That was why the reason I was learning music was faster than anyone else at the temple. Music saved my life some way. The music that we would pass on from generation, from master to student without writing down meant that this art was in danger of being lost forever. If this master could not pass on their art to the next generation, the culture would die with them. And people wouldn't have any way to discover the power of music for themselves. And I realized we had to get all the master artists together and get them to start teaching quickly. That's how Cambodian living art was started. We matched masters and students and supported classes so that this art form would live on. And now Cambodian living art 20th anniversary and we have come so far. Not only are we supporting the master artists but we now supporting young artists and art managers creating the next generation of leaders in Cambodia. Lots of students and our very first class, the students of our very first class are now running their own classes, have set up their own performance and troop in business and are creating music, new dance and film and literature and visual art, you name it, all over Cambodia. I'm sorry that Khmer Rouge killed everybody but he missed the boy. We have scholarship and also residency program, training for researchers and fellowship to not only keep the artists alive but let Cambodian become leaders in the art. A few weeks ago I witnessed this, we called the Repfest. For the first time we brought many teachers, many artists from Laos, Vietnam, Japan, Korean and Thailand from different places in Asia to Siem Reap where for the first time that I became realized that my dream was our dreams now close to reality when I saw a beautiful young musician from Laos with the Cambodian beautiful girls playing, exchange musical instruments playing each other instruments and laugh, not carrying guns and shoot each other like I did. We went through a lot, we went through so much pain. I'm very close, we went through so much pain and losses. Even before the Khmer Rouge, American legally bombing Cambodia and a lot of people died there and then it culminating with the killing field and if Cambodia can be the leader of the arts and using the arts to heal our self and transform our society, transform our life and hopefully transform the world in this way. And I can imagine what we can do together for the world like today. So I thank you for organizing this and as a gift I would like to play a song from my flute. This is my weapon now, I bring it everywhere. Even though I'm not professional in music or anything like that, I know more how to dismantle the guns than learn how to play music but I try at least. And I'm happy to play for you today as my deep gratitude to being a role model for all of us and your hard work to make this thing happen all around the world and we need it badly than ever before. I warn you Cambodia is only an hour away from here and hate doesn't discriminate. So we need to teach our children love and I'm not ashamed to cry today because I felt the love from you, I felt the love from the world and my new family that I dream of. This particular song called Lullaby called Bombay in my language. This particular song also prohibited by the Khmer Rouge. And I realized that in many different countries around the world they have their own lullaby beautiful song, you know a soothing song for every culture, every country. Winners!