Showing posts with label torture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label torture. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Bay Da

We arrived in Loi Kaw Wan in the afternoon. Once we came through town to the medic compound, we stood and looked around at things. Suddenly a tall young man running at full tilt leapt onto Dr. Semkuley and hugged him with his arms and legs. That's the most emotional reunion I've ever seen between two men. The man was Bay Da, whom everyone knows has the biggest smile since Eddie Murphy, and much nicer than Murphy's. Especially since the corners of Bay Da's mouth curve up, even when he stops smiling, which he eventually did. He smiled so much those first few days anyone would think he was the happiest man in the borderlands. Of course, his smile fell into disrepair over the next two weeks. It began with slow fractures, changing from joy at having Myron back, to worry, nervous smiling. Beaten dog smiling. Shorter smiles, frowning in between, right in front of us. It took two weeks for Bay Da to stop being formally gracious, open up, and say enough for me. Two weeks to say something to me that could make me cry. When the woman watching her mother die of AIDS in the clinic down the road only made me angry. Bay Da climbed down from the frame he and the others spent all day building to hold these mega big solar panels, so the clinic will finally have night light. We sat on the grass together and he took off his Chinese army boots, inside which his feet had stewed all day without socks. Man what a stink! Like grade C ham left under the deck for a week. I moved to sit up wind and we joked about the smell. He said I should write about how people in Loi Kaw Wan are too poor for soap so donors would send some for his feet. Then we headed off to bring the tools someplace for safe keeping.


“Sometimes when we walked in the forest for four or five...or seven days, very difficult to get clean. No soap and got very dirty.” “You mean you were in the forest for that long?” “Yes” “What were you doing in the forest for seven days?” “Hiding, from Burmese soldiers.” “Oh. You were one of those people.” “Yes.” “What would happen if they caught you?” “They want to make us porters. Porters carry their weapons and food, and big bombs. A big bomb... They burned my father.” My skin crawled. “They took cigarettes, pressed on his face. You know when cigarettes burn, and the end is red? They burned on his face, here,” he traced his finger along his cheeks, “here.” “They tortured.” “Yes, tortured. I was seven...or six. I never forget that in all my life.” Earlier we had also joked about how he would like to be president. The things he would do, notably enact litter laws. Bay Da is an environmentalist, dislikes litter, and takes the decimation of the local teak forests by the SPDC personally. As he should, the SPDC are raping his people in order to rape his land. Anyway, his president talk ends with a smile and he says “in my next life.” “I want to have some coffee.” “I want my freedom.” “And what will you do with your freedom?” “I will travel, and present about Burma's politics and the environment.”


I didn't expect him to have an answer so ready. After we put the tools away, and after he told me about his father's torture and I tried to keep my head tilted up so tears wouldn't fall out of my eyes and perhaps he was doing the same thing, he told me more. “I will tell you my real dream. This is real, what I wish. I want to go to a small village and teach English. Have maybe 50? students. I teach English and improve my English. At my home town we have waterfall,” he showed with his hands, “a beautiful waterfall. And land is flat and soil is very...good.” “It's no good here?” “No. Very hilly, and difficult to bring water.” The Shan aren't a mountain people. They are traditional farmers who are used to rich plains where they can grow just about anything. This place is Akha land. The Akha like the rugged land, but they had to move aside here to make room for the Shan refugees. 


“I want to have a house, and around the house, trees, because I like the environment. I would have trees. That is my real dream.” “Do you want this in Shan, or Thailand?” “Shan. If I can, I don't like in Thailand.” 


The whole time, his nervous smile would flicker by. It's surprising how a face constructed to fall so naturally into a wide grin can drop into such exhausted despair. He'd mentioned even on the first day that he doesn't think about worrying things because it would just make him depressed. But I knew when he said that, even though I didn't know him, that he must think about those things all the time.

Interview with medic Bay Da, Shan State, February 2010

From an interview with 27-year-old medic Bay Da, Loi Kaw Wan, Burma, February 2010

What is Loi Kaw Wan?
Loi Kaw Wan is one of the IDP camp. People move from inside Shan State to live here. 

What year did Loi Kaw Wan begin?
Since 2000. During I am here, I didn't hear any problems around here.
We're still in Burma. Why is this place safer than further inside Shan State?
Because how to say that, we have like SSA (rebel Shan State Army) around here to protect this village.
If you're in Burma, in Shan State, how do people get to the IDP camps?
Very difficult. Walking, mostly.

Are you in the SSA?
Yes, I'm medic.

Do all the men have to be in the SSA, or they can choose?
They can choose. Not all. Depend on their mind.

Can they pay their soldiers?
No—which one?

Can the SSA pay?
Yes.

A lot of money?
No. I don't know about that. Not so much.

Do medics get paid good money?
Not so much, in the middle. 1,500 baht. (Per month. =$50)

That's enough?
Not enough.

Is there any way to make money here?
Yes, like, we have to go and pick tea leaves, in Thailand. And then sometimes we farm by ourself. Rice, pig, some rice farm.

Why do the Shan people need medics? Are there no doctors here?
No. Like inside Shan State? Most of the people there get sick, but no doctor, no health worker there. Nobody, like, very few medics.

How many medics are there here in Loi Kaw Wan now?
All of the medics here, 30. But all of them not here.

Where do they go?
Backpack inside. They go inside Shan State and look, take care of the patient inside.

Is it dangerous?
Yes, dangerous. Maybe sometime they're—I don't know, about the SPDC (the Burmese government and army). We have to be careful.

You're only giving medicine. What's wrong with that?
They don't like.

Why not?
They think that we are against them.

Are you?
Yes.

What does the SPDC want to do to the Shan?
They want, like, how to say? They want the Shan all, the Shan people, like no any, like, how to say? They want to do ethnic clean, cleansing. They want Shans to disappear.

But there are eight million Shans.
Yes. They try to control. They make us can't do anything. Like in Shan State they don't allow Shan people to study our language, like that. Like, sometime we study our language in a small village or monastery, temple.

In secret?
Yes.

So do they want you to become like the Burmese, or to disappear?
Maybe both.

How many ethnic groups are in Shan State?
Oh, about 20 ethnic. Shan, Palong, Wa, Kogank, Lahu, Akha, and Chinese. Pa'o, Kayin, many many, but I can't remember. Biggest group is Shan.

Do they want them to disappear too?
Yes, also the same. Everybody in Shan State.

Are there things in Shan State that the Burmese government wants?
Yes, things like natural resources. Wood. How to say, silver. The mines. Mining. No oil. Like gold. Diamond, yes they need a lot. Teak. They don't care about environment.

Do you want to go back to Shan State if you can?
Yes, but if the situation doesn't change it's not safe for me to go back.

What do you think could happen to you?
The SPDC they know from here, they will catch me and torture and they will kill me maybe. I don't know.
Have you seen them torture people before?
Yes.

Who?
My dad. When I was young, about eight or 10 years. They came and took my dad to be a porter and they torture him with cigarette and burn him, burn his cheek.

What did you do?
At that time I'm just children, I don't know. I can't do anything. And my mom only crying.

How long did the SPDC stay with you?
About one or two days. In my village they come from the city.

Did they tell you why?
I don't know. I can't speak their language. I don't know, I don't know. I just see. Make me sad.

Do they do this many times?
Many many times in my village.

Do you know now why they came?
I don't know.

When the SPDC comes to the Shan villages are they all soldiers, or other kinds?
All soldier.

They make you do porter work—
Yes. When I was young I used to go and build house for them.

You built their house?
Yes. Build, and dig. Dig the ground for their fighting.

But they're fighting the Shan.
Yes, but they force us to go to do for them.

So they force you to build their barracks to fight you. Are you angry?
Very angry.

You said they came when you were eight, that was almost 20 years ago. Are they doing the same thing today?
Worse than that. Like last year, they burn the house inside Shan State. They burn the village.

Have you been interviewed before?
Yes, I think two or three times.

Do you think it's helping when you tell your story?
Yes, I think it helps.

Does it make you tired, or sad though?
Yes, makes me sad but, also make me strong.

Can you still contact your family in Shan State?
Yes, by telephone. Sometimes, maybe once a year.

Why not more?
If they don't call me I cannot call them, because they are very far from the town. They come to the town and call me. Give me bad news.

What is the news they gave you this week?
I lost my nephew.

How old was he?
About four years.

How did he die?
From disease. Some disease but I don't know. They don't know. I also ask them, but they don't know.

Didn't he go to a hospital?
No, no hospital there. Just wait and see. Sometimes a little bit herbal medicine from the forest, but not help very much. I lost three younger brother and one sister and one nephew. Five of them, from different diseases.

Do you think about the election anymore?
I don't think the election will be fair. I don't think.

Do you know when it will be?
I don't know. They won't tell. I have no idea about that. Nobody knows.

Can you vote in the election?
No. Most of them, most of the Shan people that live in the small village outside the town they don't have ID, how can they vote? To get ID we have to pay a lot of money.