I know that I promised ya’ll the 2nd & 3rd episode of my three week saga, but this is WAAAAAAYYYYY more important than my holiday.
This needs immediate attention in fact!
It highlights the pitiful lives of children infected with AIDS.
When I first saw it under construction, I remember telling Ralph this –
“eh!! Haunted House ar?? Let’s go!”
And I told Minny this –
“ehh, wanna go inside?
Mebbe they’re making something like Ripley’s Believe It or Not!”
After so much suspense,
the makeshift abandoned ruins were open to the public today!
I finally knew what it was all about, and yes, no haunted house for me
The volunteers fixed the mp3 recordings on for me – it was supposed to be my ‘guide’ as I walk through this abandoned ruin.
The recorded voice of the narrator guided me in my walkthrough and retold the story for us to experience the lives of these unfortunate children.
There were 3 stories to share :
India, Cambodia & Malaysia.
So yeah, I was ‘Jothi’ – a little girl from India.
And.. my family and I were living in poverty. So much so that dad & mom fought completely everyday. This is my mother :
She lives in despair trying hard to fend for me & my brother
As I walk through my ramshackle house, it pains me to see my family living under these circumstances.
There was barely any space to move around
And this is where I sleep, the place I call my room
I was in dire need of help, how am I to survive this absolute poverty? The meals I eat even depend on what mother earns everyday out on the streets, at times, we have none to eat at all!
And when they suspected me to be HIV+, mother’s earnings from her little business were gravely affected
If no one buys from mother anymore,
we will suffer from starvation!
The more I hear her stories, the more I feel for this
young girl – Jothi. Being in her shoes made me experience her pain
As I ponder as my character Jothi, could I be infected?
I went for a check up at the nearby clinic to find an answer to my questions
And, I was HIV- !!
Yes, I was so happy for little Jothi!
But, I wasn’t satisfied for myself…
I wanted to feel how it was like in the shoes of a HIV+ child, so I further explored my home and the streets of India, and ooops I realized I’ve entered a place which I’m not supposed to enter. LOL.
By entering a wrong room, I was apparently now in a new dimension, Cambodia!
That’s what you get when you don’t follow the instructions. hahahaha.
Anyway, I’ve got nothing to lose – I get to explore both countries!
So now by accident, I am warped from Jothi the Indian Child to Srey Mom the Cambodian child
Heloo, I’m Srey Mom now.
I’m not Jothi anymore.
My life is more miserable than Jothi’s, after comparing both their lives. In Cambodia, my parents have divorced and now, I’ve got no home to run from the cold.
No shelter to protect me from the cruelty of the world.
No food for me to satiate my dire starvation.
and worse comes to worst :
mom is now gone.
How am I to fend for myself?
I left for the city in search of finding a good job so that I may continue living my life. Somehow, I ended up in the borders of Thailand.
They promised me a job that paid well and I felt so blessed for I now have a glimmer of hope.
my happiness was short-lived..
I was dragged to a brothel and was forced to work there
My clients were mainly Cambodian men, Thai labourers & foreigners. As they always wanted a young girl, I was constantly pushed to ‘work’ more than 20 times a day.
When I cried & begged the prostitute house to let me go, they locked me in a room without food & water. I was helpless, and dying day by day
I was taunted by so many of these creatures that I begged to be released
I HAD to provide them my services again.
I had no choice.
As weeks passed, the other girls working with me were being murdered for contracting AIDS. When they were confirmed HIV+, our pimp daddy ended their lives.
So I tried my best not to appear sick, although I felt weaker and weaker every day.
I was having itches all over
My stomach hurts non-stop
I grew warts on my body
and when I could not take those painful times of working everyday,
They took me to a nearby clinic to check if I was HIV+, I took the chance and tried to escape. I could hear the pimps looking for me, but I was hiding in the trash can. Hoping & praying that they would never find me
The trash can I hid in for hours
And now, the check-up showed that I was HIV+.
And my character – Srey Mom, screamed and cried her lungs out. I was devastated after experiencing her life and now, finding out that she had contr
After exiting Cambodia, I found myself in the room where the ‘Wall of Hope’ was. There, I saw photographs of many other children who had been affected by AIDS.
And this was what I wrote..
(pinned with the white thumbtack)
much love, Jessie.
Just before we exited the entire abandoned ruin, we could take a little souvenir home in remembrance of this journey we took, experiencing the lives of these children
And *psst* I didn’t take only one,
Benjie has it too!!
We are in support of these pitiful AIDS victims, they deserve to have life.. a one of love and shelter, a life filled with hopes.
Say this with me if you wish,
Please bless them and guide their lives in this unfortunate situation.
May your hands of protection be upon them all.
With this in His name I pray,
Support ONE LIFE! =)
thanks lots ken!! =D
let’s all support them hand in hand!
they’re so creative!!
wow interesting campaign.. should go visit and experience it…
pity the victims espeically those innocent one…
hey wats the plan for tomorrow by the way? have our own dinner then meet me at 8 at my house? coz i need to practice the song b4 recording…
yea drea i know, right? =)
it’s effing real i tell u.. especially her cries. SO DAMN PAINFUL if ur following her from the start
yes kxin GOGOGO!! tomorrow still got! umm.. plan tmr is meet at yr house at 8pm
Looks really informative and nice… I missed the KL ones twice already… So sad 🙁
anna like i sed, even IF the next time is held all the way in sabah sarawak…. MUST DRAG YRSELF THERE!!!! =)
Jess thanks very much for the heartfelt and touching montage of despair that people from these impoverished conditions are kept in a vicious cycle by poverty and lack of opportunities. Thanks for caring & bringing us this touching post.
Curious gal, I’m not sure if Juwita Suwito did join this year’s one life but I will check out her blog since it’s been some times I last viewed her blog
:(((… this post about the victims are so sad.. and i was listening to sad music at the same time (coincidentally) and that made me extra emo hahhaa.
revolting dirty old men!! xPP
poor kid 🙁
sigh emo post..but i would really like to hear how and what they are telling in that MP3 player..
EXCELLENT post, Jess!
I’ve been to Cambodia before….it’s worse than what I can see in the pictures! Imagine you can actually look through their homes (ie. nothing inside) and they lived by a flooded river. I saw a foreigner threw a Kit-Kat wrapper on the ground once and the children came rushing to it, fought over it, and licked the wrapper! The guy was so mean but gives you perspective on your own life, eh?
Compassion: it’s what seperates Humans from animals!
ps.: I didn’t see anything from Malaysia???
oh no .. so pity the victim ! sigh ! shud support them more la
A big Hi to Jessie from the Bernard Bunch in spain. Mama can´t update her blog cos her USB key doesn´t work in spain (this is making her truly furious) but we are enjoying catching up on your blogging exploits. Interesting chapter there Jessie!
beauty with a heart =) thats my cousin
aww.. daryl u seem very compassionate about these issue too. glad i shared it with u! =D
heyhey blue.. nope, juwita suwito didnt attend this year’s onelife onerev.. but i do wish she did tho =(
hey happyliean yr name is HAPPYliean so cannot be emo!! =D hehehe… oh yes, the amount of pervs are increasing by the day. RUNNNN!!!
LOL yatz u sure u can take it? it’s freakin sad.. esp when u hear her cry. ZOMG.
hey kev gosh. i so cannot believe what u just said. =( thank God we are fortunate not to live off lives like that. =( it's rlly saddening tho. how those ppl on the Forbe's list of richest ppl are living a 360degree difference of lifestyles.
yeah, i didn't go into the malaysia one. =D cos im IN malaysia i know how it's like… thankfully not even close to any of the sorrow those cambodian & indian children face.
yesyes rach u shud’ve went. it was damn good. i dragged kxin. gavin n joyce there!! =D
dang the USB key abi!! hahha thanks lots, and i’m lookin forward to yr Spain pics n stories!! *mwah*
zomg kit u made my day. *hugs lots* didn’t expect u to say that..
i went for the exhibition too.. i got john’s story..
i think it’s a good thing that the make the exhibition.. it gives awareness to public..
glad u were involved too
so THAT’s benji the bear…