BKKSW
Senior Member
Hello -
Last year during one of my many trips into rural Thailand and Laos I ran across two elderly ladies running a very primative rice farm. It wasn't especially large, just big enough to sustain a small family.
My Thai isn't that great, especially with some of the northern dialects, so at the time I took this picture I took my usual notes to be translated later. I took the first image because I thought it would make a decent environmental portrait.
Now, months later, I'm sitting here tonight translating my notes and I finally understand her full story. From an early age, she said right after "she became a woman" which I take to mean able to get pregnant (11-13), she was taken as a slave and forced into prostitution and then later as she aged (rapidly I'd assume) into slave labour in the fields. She talked a lot about chains, but at the time I didn't understand it to mean chains, but "bound." Looking at the picture very closely I can now see where the "chains" were secured to her wrist to the point of deformity.. I can't believe I missed this at the time, usually I'm pretty good at this stuff.
Now she and her "sister" (no relation, just another survivor) farm a small 2 rais of land and sell enough rice (cow) for a simple life. If I would have known at the time of her earlier plight I would have left her significantly more baht than I did for a standard interview..
Sometimes things happen that make you realise how very lucky we are to live in places where we can sit her on out computers and talk about purchasing expensive cameras whicih would probably cost more than a small farm in many places in the world..
Sometimes I'm not sure whether to feel lucky or guilty for being born in America.. I know that sometimes my work is used to illicit contributions, especially when my assignments are very clear, provide images of the worst there is. I used to resent that, but not tonight..
BKKSW
Last year during one of my many trips into rural Thailand and Laos I ran across two elderly ladies running a very primative rice farm. It wasn't especially large, just big enough to sustain a small family.
My Thai isn't that great, especially with some of the northern dialects, so at the time I took this picture I took my usual notes to be translated later. I took the first image because I thought it would make a decent environmental portrait.
Now, months later, I'm sitting here tonight translating my notes and I finally understand her full story. From an early age, she said right after "she became a woman" which I take to mean able to get pregnant (11-13), she was taken as a slave and forced into prostitution and then later as she aged (rapidly I'd assume) into slave labour in the fields. She talked a lot about chains, but at the time I didn't understand it to mean chains, but "bound." Looking at the picture very closely I can now see where the "chains" were secured to her wrist to the point of deformity.. I can't believe I missed this at the time, usually I'm pretty good at this stuff.
Now she and her "sister" (no relation, just another survivor) farm a small 2 rais of land and sell enough rice (cow) for a simple life. If I would have known at the time of her earlier plight I would have left her significantly more baht than I did for a standard interview..
Sometimes things happen that make you realise how very lucky we are to live in places where we can sit her on out computers and talk about purchasing expensive cameras whicih would probably cost more than a small farm in many places in the world..
Sometimes I'm not sure whether to feel lucky or guilty for being born in America.. I know that sometimes my work is used to illicit contributions, especially when my assignments are very clear, provide images of the worst there is. I used to resent that, but not tonight..
BKKSW