True it is the holidays - kids are free to help their parents do a little bit of business.
My recent trip to Bintulu with two good friends resulted in a big harvest of stories and photos. There are so many scenes which can be captured by camera!! Only have to bring more bytes in the memory card.
I love this little boy - seller of duku langsat. Normally shy little Iban boys are not too confident about being photographed. He has been watching me. At first he was playing with the small rope that fixes his huge umbrella to the floor. I snapped a picture of him. And then he got closer to the fruits to indicate his ownership. He held on tight to the pole attached to the umbrella. The lights became dimmer as the rain came down slightly more heavily and I could not get a shot of his hopeful eyes.
And then through my senses I realised that he was barefooted.
What is he thinking of? What are his dreams?
Standing outside the tamu he had an umbrella to protect him from the rain (and it was raining) and the sun. He seemed to be quite organised with the plastic bags tied to one of the bigger baskets.
Would he sell all of his fruits? He answered " Usually. Especially in the weekend."
I hope one day he will be a successful person and contribute to the well being of Bintulu. Perhaps his story will be one of those rags to riches story in the making. I hope he can rise above the levels of poverty. But first he must remain in school at all costs. And I hope his village will look after him and his future. Hillary Clinton wrote "It takes a village to raise a child."
There is a Malay Pantun that says...
Buah cempedak di luar pagar,
Ambil galah tolong jolokkan;
Saya budak baru belajar,
Kalau salah tolong tunjukkan.
"If wrong please teach me..." yes the onus is on the elders.....