Friday, February 24, 2012

bea and the city

when you arrive, the mood of Phnom Penh overwhelms your soul. All the crazy traffic (similar to any other asialand), the sounds, the pollution clouds coming out of the tubes of the thousand old bikes and new huge Lexus cars, massive wiring systems hanging of a slim poor night light... Looking around when walking the city you can find some beautiful details such as Buddhist temples, the royal palace with its colored walls and roofs, hammocks in the streets, and all the hidden smiles of the people that release themselves when the eye contact is warm enough so as to let it go... Street vendors are everywhere. You can get noodles, fried chicken and duck (baby ducks too...which is pretty disgusting for our culture...), rice and soups in any street corner and when the sun comes down the vendors bring the most succulent bites for an after work snack: all types of crickets, cockroaches, tarantulas, and snakes deep fried in old oil, that sincerely i haven't had the courage to try yet... (waiting for any of you curious travelers!). When you spend some time in the city, you realize that Cambodians actually profit a lot from the parks of the city. Before and after work, when the sun in not so strong that you can melt under it, crowds of people go for walks and exercise in the public space. I like that feeling of sharing these spaces for healthy purposes, the community values that might come out of that. When I bike home every after noon, i see groups of people doing aerobics open air too. It is pretty funny to see a bunch of Cambodian exercising to some kind of techno music in the middle of the park. Indeed, there are always monks wandering in the streets, with their orange togas and their bold heads, sometimes bare foot, some times with flip flops, and most of the times they stop by your house, standing still, waiting for your 'disinterested' contribution ;) . Even from time to time you get to see an elephant in the middle of the traffic, who looks at you with magic while walking home...it's definitely a city of contrasts, a city with a darkened past, the 'charming city' as they call it here, and the pearl of Asia to be...let's see

Friday, February 10, 2012

Cambodians must rest in peace (stories about the khmer rouge trial)

Kaing Kek Iev, the Khmer Rouge torture chief, finally heard the final decision on his sentencing by tribunal judges last Friday (i know I am late on this post, this was a week ago, but as you can imagine it is very important for the recovery of Cambodian society and we need to know so I am sharing).


Comrade Duch, as he was known, now 69 years old, was appealing his 2010 conviction and 35-year sentence arguing that he was just following orders of senior leaders of the Khmer Rouge regime. The regime attempted to create an ideal communist society by forcing city residents to work as peasants in the countryside, and by purging intellectuals, middle class people and any supposed enemies of the state. At least 1.7 million people -- nearly a quarter of Cambodia's population -- died under the 1975-1979 Khmer Rouge regime from execution, disease, starvation and overwork, according to the Documentation Center of Cambodia.


Duch was the head of the S-21 prison where about 14,000 people were tortured and sent to execution under his supervision. Few people taken to the prison made it out alive; only about a dozen were found by the Vietnamese, who invaded Cambodia in 1979.


Witnesses have been testifying about the barbaric treatment that took place inside the prison. They spoke about guards who ripped out fingermails and electrocuted those held captive. They also spoke about a day when 160 children were executed. "Being sent to S-21 meant death sentence", admitted Duch during the trial.


"The crimes committed by Kaing Guek Eav were undoubtedly among the worst in recorded human history. They deserve the highest penalty available to provide a fair and adequate response to the outrages these crimes invoked in victims, their families and relatives, and all human beings", said Judge Srim.


During the trial, a former colleague of Duch at S-21 who was outside the courtroom, recalled some memories nervously. "I still remeber so clearly one scene of terror when I was one interrogator. A Vietnamese couple with a seven month old baby, a cute girl, was brought to S-21. The husband was dragged into a room. The wife was brought to another. Suddenly, a cadre grabbed the baby girl and threw her out of the second-story window. She died at the scene, and I was ordered to take the body away to bury. Then, I was ordered to clean the ground" he says while his voice gets fainter and fainter. "He deserves life in prison", he adds.


The judges have felt the same and changed the initial sentence of 35 years to life imprisonment.


One of the survivors of Tuol SLeng", Chum Mey, felt "proud, so proud, with this Supreme Court Chamber". He was repeatredly tortured and beaten, his toenails were pulled out and his wife and four children died during the Khmer Rouge regime. "It is the absolute justice that I hoped for, for more than three decades", he says. "I am vey at easy now".


The three most senior surviving leaders of the regime were put on trial for genocide and crimes against humanity in November 2011. Their trial is ongoing. Duch's case is the first to be concluded.


Historic memory and justice is essential for a society to move on and accept its own past. This is an important phase for Cambodian society. I will keep you updated on this issue, even if it's hard to read about some facts and reality some times...


Love,
Bea

Friday, February 3, 2012

why asia? why aid?

already two months have gone by since i live in PP. so, as you can imagine, i already have a home, two cool flatmates, french and german (which is something i really appreciate, cause people always tend to hang out with their nationals when they are abroad, and that is really something that doesnt fit me at all), i have a bike that i love love love, i have started a routine, that i also like to have since it had been a very loooong time since i actually remember having one (do i actually remember ever having one?), anyways it was a moment in my life when i was in need of routine actually!

Coming back to Asia meant starting a new life, meeting new people, living in a new landscape with new weather, arriving to a new job... If I have to be sincere, I think I arrived with some prejudices, comparing cultures at the beginning, -with my nepali life from years before, and there is no way this can be compared to Nepal!-...and that is maybe why it was difficult to adapt in the beginning. Moral: never ever comparisons are good. Let the new overwhelm your soul!
Plus, everything has changed for me! I don't work or live with locals, as I used to do in the land of the Himalayas, the ones i have met that can speak proper english so as to understand more than to buy tomatoes..., have a good job that meaning that they are actually kind of well off and communication is not always easy with these STEREOTYPING (meaning not all): new rich in poor countries who only think about a new car, big houses and girls...-prostitutes?-.

about my aid career and the whys...
I still believe in it, i am aware of the real reality, want to be responsive and I think that we shouldn't let this world in the hands of the powerful without any resistance (there is a lot of ways of doing this), so us, the people, as individuals also need to make a difference (in your job, in your buying list, as a consumer, with your neighbours, anyhow!), even if we cannot do all we would love to, due to international (forced) agreements, intl. organisations, etc...;
because I don't resign myself to these impositions, I want to learn and try to find a way for change;
because poverty isn't a question of charity, is a question of justice. i have to align my personal thoughts with my job and this is one way, and , besides, i really enjoy learning from other cultures and other ways of experiencing life;
because we are unsustainable and greedy, and it looks to me that the major gadget that drives the world is called 'dollar', and i am not kneeling down to it and that way of life;
because...

i am young, i am learning, i am creating myself and i will feel the pros and the cons, the mixed feelings, the issues, the relationships, the daily ups and downs, and make up my mind of what could be a next step i would desire for my own path. But i definitely think that only good can come out from this experience ;)

lots of love to all, and waiting for all of you with my arms big opened in the "Pearl of Asia"!

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

I finally feel like writing...

...about my life in Cambodia!,
was it because of the hot weather, the heat and the sweat? I don't know but I was feeling lazy, my ideas were slow and was not inspired to start this new blog project. Finally here I am, raw, ready and smily, after a long night storm that soaked me this morning on my way to work, with only an old broken raining suit on me that I found on my flat's living room floor. Maybe this water did in fact refresh my ideas and set my brain ready to go. I don't really know, I only know that I do feel like writing and sharing feelings and thoughts as one barang more that I am now. Barang means french in khmer language and because of colonisation times, all white people here are commonly spoken to as barangs. I like the sonority, maybe not that much the reason for it, but I'll do my best  as a barang during this months in this land of smiles. :)