Saturday, March 30, 2013

Associated Press Opens Office in Burma

The Associated Press has just opened an office in Burma. While so many of us are saddened by the continued warfare against ethnic minorities and the persecution of the Ronhingyas, we should remain joyous that the country is still strongly moving toward democracy. Even some democracies do not have what most would qualify as a free press. For the New York Times coverage of this event, click here.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Thoughts from Portia

Two weeks ago we had the privilege of welcoming Portia Watson to our team of interns on the ground in Pai. The following is an inspirational post from her blog, which can be found here: http://portianicolewatson.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-thousand-fibers-connect-us-with-our.html.
She will be spending the next few weeks working on a photo-narrative project with our young students, asking them to take self-portraits and consider their biggest dream. We are so excited to see the final product!

I've had some incredibly powerful experiences throughout the past week -- experiences of profound human connection across barriers of language and culture. I live for the moments when we are able to achieve such connection, despite the countless obstacles and distractions that stand in the way of our doing so. I hope that any art I create embodies the idea of this connection ... of the beautiful meshing and intertwining of two human souls bonding over something much more raw, much more in-line with the spirit, than the insufficiency of spoken words. As I seem to move towards an all-encompassing, spiritual understanding of the world, I know that those I encounter have not wandered across my path by chance. No, there is surely something much bigger, something outside of myself, which ever conspires to bring me to the right people at the right time. It has bridged oceans, countries, languages, and cultures, bringing me face to face with kindred spirits all over the world. There are so many people here on this earth ... nearly 7 billion, the last time I checked. With so many people to meet ... how is it that we manage to meet the right ones? The ones with souls we resonate with, the ones who make us feel lighter, the ones who make us feel ... home? Isn't it miraculous?

Last night, I stopped to say a 'quick' hello to P'Dam, the owner of my guesthouse, as I was heading back to my room after a long day. Last week, P'Dam and I bonded over an impromptu English/Thai lesson over my morning coffee, and I later accompanied her to her daughter's dance performance in town. Because P'Dam doesn't speak any English, we sometimes run into communication barriers, but we have forged a rather unique, and special, friendship. She is quiet and soft-spoken, and ever eager to make others feel comfortable. Last night, what I thought was going to be a quick hello turned into several hours of deep conversation. Before I knew it, we had shared much of our past and present lives with one another. It just so happens that we have quite a lot in common. We share characteristics and bear similar scars -- she, a middle-aged woman who grew up in the mountain ranges of northern Thailand, and me, a young American woman still fumbling to find her feet. Considering none of you reading this know P'Dam, I believe it's safe to share a bit of her story. P'Dam's parents divorced when she was only a year old. After this, her mother left, seemingly disappearing into thin air. P'Dam didn't see her again until she was 16. While P'Dam managed to attend the local elementary school, the high school was located too far from her home for her to attend. Her father was not well, and she had no means of transportation. As I understand it, P'Dam knew a teacher who would often supply her with books that she could study at home. Because she didn't attend formal school, P'Dam never really studied English. Whenever we talk, she often pulls out a children's English workbook, well-worn and used. She endeavors to learn a little bit here and there, mostly so she can communicate with the foreigners who rent guesthouses from her. While she knows the alphabet somewhat, she has trouble remembering the sounds, and reading. I have found that she knows a lot of vocabulary, though she is quite shy to speak, and far too humble to acknowledge how intelligent she is.

I asked P'Dam if her and her mother were 'sanit' (friendly, close) with one another upon her return. She hesitated, pursed her lips, and glanced away before replying, "A little." I told her that if my mother removed herself from my life, I would surely feel resentful and angry. "I'm not sure I could be friendly with her again," I said. She nodded before saying, in her customary soft voice, "I wanted a mother." I saw something quite vulnerable within her at that moment. I pictured her as a small child, aching desperately to be embraced by the warm, loving arms of a mother. I asked P'Dam if she is still 'sanit' with her mother today, and she replied that she provides her with a home nearby. "So, you take care of her?" I asked. P'Dam nodded and replied, "She doesn't have anyone, you know?" Then, she repeated, "P'Dam yaak mee mae." (I [still] want a mother.) I felt that salty tingling begin behind my eyes and thought, we never stop wanting that, do we? "You have a good heart, P'Dam," I told her, and she shook her head in protest, too humble to accept such a compliment. When I finally looked at the time, I realized it was after midnight. P'Dam and I had gotten lost in conversation, spending hours navigating our lives and endeavoring to put our experiences in words that the other would understand. I walked back to my room feeling light, reflecting on the bond we have managed to forge. We are two unlikely friends, floating in a sea of nearly seven billion people ... and, somehow, we found each other.

I had a similar meaningful encounter with a 20 year old Shan Burmese girl named Nuan. Nuan is the first student that the Burmese Refugee Project is sending to university. She will be leaving in May to pursue a degree in business and Chinese at Chiang Rai university. She is incredibly smart and eager to learn, and has a real knack for foreign languages. When I asked her how often she wanted me to tutor her in English while I am here, she replied, "Everyday, teacher." "Well, okay!" I said, excited to work with such a bright young woman. I had read Nuan's profile on the Burmese Refugee Project's website, though I had no idea how difficult her life had/has been. When another BRP volunteer and I ventured to Nuan's house for the first time, we ended up having a conversation about the complex conflict going on in Burma, and what her life was like there as well as here in Thailand. She was quite open with us, and we ended up spending several hours at her home, talking late into the night. Nuan was born in Burma, in what is considered (unofficially, I assume) Shan state. Her father abandoned her family shortly after Nuan was born, and her mother died when she was only three years old. She then went to live with her grandparents and several other family members, none of whom particularly looked after her. She told me that she began working at a young age. "Doing what?" I asked. "Everything," she replied -- taking care of the other children, tending to the garden, trekking to get water, and selling coal on the streets of her town. Her family was very poor, as were/are most in Burma, and soldiers could come raid their home at any time. Even the food they grew themselves wasn't truly their 'own' -- all was at risk of being seized by troops. This isn't the only danger Nuan faced in Burma, of course. In villages closer to the border, particularly, young boys were often kidnapped and forced to serve in the army, and young girls, "if they were beautiful," Nuan informed me, were often raped and even killed. Though this wasn't as likely to occur in Nuan's village, she and her family nevertheless lived in fear, and struggled with poverty. She had to take care of herself as a child, and it is obvious that she didn't feel loved or cared for by her family in Burma. When she came to Thailand at eight years old, she lived with her sister and her sister's husband. Life there was somewhat hard for Nuan, and it seems as if they perceived her as, for lack of a better term, a nuisance. Now that her sister's ex-husband is gone, things are a bit better between them, though there is still palpable tension there. As we were talking, Nuan's eyes eventually welled with tears. "I think I will cry now," she said, as she shyly put her hands to her face. I tried to assure her that it was okay to cry, to let herself feel that hurt that is obviously still very poignant. "You can trust us," I tried to assure her. I felt simultaneously heartbroken, humbled, and honored. Nuan is very vocal about her gratitude towards the BRP for giving her a chance to pursue an education. "In Burma, we are not free. In Thailand, we are not free. But, now I have a chance." A chance to be reborn, in a matter of speaking, I told her. She has lived a painful life, but she is now at a crossroads of sorts, with people who care about her cheering her on. She is so motivated and strong. My heart swells with pride and hope in anticipation of all she will accomplish, and what she already has.

Nuan has expressed an interest to study grammar and writing, so I am meeting with her each day to help her write her story. Today, as she told me about her mother's death, her eyes again welled with tears. "Nuan, please tell me if this makes you feel uncomfortable, or if this is too hard for you," I told her. She wiped away her tears and shook her head. "No, teacher. I want everyone to know my story." Me too, I thought. Me too. I am incredibly excited to take her portrait, and to help her put her story into words. Though the process is, and will be, painful, I think it will also be cathartic. Plus, I want her to be able to communicate to the world, to everyone willing to listen, "I am here." The Shan are a stateless people, plagued by a lack of belonging and of recognition. The average person has never heard of their existence. But, they are here, and they are beautiful, talented people with incredible stories to share.

I intend on keeping my relationship with Nuan after I leave (in just two short weeks). I have become her pii sao (older sister) in a matter of days, and though I cannot stay for long, I want to prove to her that people do stick around, that all is not impermanent. Today, as we parted ways, we shared a long embrace.

I am beginning to despair over the fact that I only have two weeks left here. Perhaps it's in the cards for me to return to Pai ... I am certainly beginning to feel that way. I am trying to remain open to all this crazy world is tossing my way, while remembering that it is okay (and perhaps even liberating) to let go of one's plans and expectations.





“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won't mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever.... connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.” C. Joybell C.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Thoughts from Alicia, Our Newest Intern


Here is an update from one of our field interns, Alicia Jacobs, who is researching about higher education opportunities for our scholarship students! She arrived in Pai a few days ago and is already getting to know our communities and helping us learn more about potential future options for our students.

Researching university prices and scholarships has been a lot harder than I had expected. What's really struck me is just how much more expensive it is for a non-Thai national to attend.... sometimes around 20 - 30,000 THB more a semester! They also usually have two categories: Thai citizens and English speaking international students. There is no in-between that the Shan students really fit into. I've worked with students who are living illegally in the US, and their road to higher education definitely wasn't easy. However, after doing research about schools in Thailand, it's putting even that into perspective.

The other night, Portia and I spent almost four hours talking with one of the teenagers in the community and her older sister. I learned a lot from her about growing up in Burma and Pai and what it's like to be stateless. It was wonderful to speak with her and see her open up, although sometimes hard to hear her stories. I'm hoping to work with her and a few other teenagers in the community, and to learn more about what they hope for after high school.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Two years in a row!


This time last year we reported that Artit, one of our scholarship students, had received an award for distinguishing himself in his field of study. Well, he’s done it again!

Each year the Thai schools finish in March, and although Artit has just completed Grade 11 and still has one more year to go, he was again invited to his school’s graduation ceremony – held at the Royal Flora Ratchaphruek Gardens in Chiang Mai – to receive a special award, this year as Best Out-Going Student. Only a few select students from each year receive extra honours, so to achieve this for a second year is fantastic.

Additionally, at the beginning of the month he was entered into a regional competition for vocational schools in Northern Thailand. Along with the 13 of the best students from other schools across the region, he was chosen to compete in his chosen field of study, electronics. The challenge was to build a functioning radio in the fastest amount of time, and Artit won, receiving a gold medal and certificate of achievement. He is now waiting to hear if he will be selected to go and compete again in Bangkok.


Artit is now going to visit his family and share his achievements with his mother, then plans to return to Chiang Mai for the school holidays and hopefully to gain paid work experience. He’s also thinking about his options following graduation next year and maybe continuing his studies. We are obviously very proud of Artit as he continues to excel and add to his list of achievements year on year, and are excited to further support him and watch him grow.

Weekends at the Banyan Centre

For the last few months we’ve been using the Banyan Centre space on the weekends to hold our extra-curricular classes and thought it was time to share some of the photos and projects we’ve been able to undertake as a result.

Previously our after-school tutoring program has been held exclusively in the communities we work in, with our staff and interns teaching and holding activities on bamboo platforms, on mats on the ground and if we’re lucky in a small room in someone’s house. We feel we have achieved a lot operating like this and it keeps us very close to community members, however it does present certain challenges and restrictions on what we can do.
Learning English
Being able to use the Banyan Centre for the weekends has provided a bigger teaching space and opened up a whole new range of possibilities of activities and crafts we can provide for the kids. It gives them a safe place to play, toys and equipment they don’t normally have access to as well as the internet, and just the opportunity to go out for the afternoon on the weekend while most of their parents are working hard every day.
Making papier mache masks


We’ve also started a trial run of teaching Shan literacy to the kids, as although it’s their first spoken language none of them can read and write. Tankee, one of our older students, was fortunate enough to have been taught Shan already so she has very kindly agreed to volunteer teaching them for the time being.
Learning Shan with Tankee
Making bowls from string and glue
Valentines Day cards
Testing out the keyboard
In fact, the kids have enjoyed the weekends so much that we’ve made the sessions longer – after 3-4 hours some of them still don’t want to go home! Over the next few months we’re looking forward to using this space even more and together with interns coming over the summer giving the kids the opportunity to continue learning and trying out new activities.


Monday, March 4, 2013

Nuan's Graduation!

We are very excited to announce the first graduation of one of the BRP students from high school! We have been working to support Nuan, one of our scholarship students, for over 10 years, the last 3 of which she has spent completing her studies at a private school in Chiang Mai.



Nuan has not had an easy journey to get to this point (read more about her in our profiles section) but has worked incredibly hard and shown great determination over the years, coupled with a wonderful attitude and appreciation for everything in life. We are so proud of her and look forward to continuing to support her through university, where she will be studying Chinese and Business starting in June.




CONGRATUALATIONS NUAN!