Friday, June 26, 2015

Orphans "off-the-books": Children of labor migrants

Children wait in line in the dining room of Straseni's orphanage (Moldova). From the project "Behind the Absence".

They are average kids, they have mother and father who love them endlessly. But they see their parents at best once a year. “Mom is at work” describes their everyday life. They are called “social orphans” and their parents are labor migrants.
From the project "One Family, Two Places".
Zhang Jianfang and his wife (on the picture: photo project One Family, Two Places) moved to Shenzhen ten years ago to seek work. They left behind two children, and have only been back four times since then.
The situation is typical not only for China: according to research conducted by My Family, a UNICEF-funded NGO in Bishkek, only 6% of the 11,000 children in Kyrgyzstan orphanages are there because they have no living parents. The number of children growing up without parents in many countries around the world increases every month: 58 million children are left behind in China, 9 million in the Philippines, 1 million in Sri Lanka. 
These parents are not egoists who left their countries for beautiful life abroad. They save every penny to send back to their children and try to give as much love as they can on rare occasions of being home. They would go through any hardships with visas or finding the place to live, but often they are barred from bringing their families with them by their employers or by registration rules.
So, orphanages sometimes become the only option: especially, in countries like Kyrgyzstan where government uses most of its funds to finance children’s homes instead of low-income families. “It turns out that needy families cannot compete with the government, and they are forced to take their children to orphanages”, says Nazgul Turdubekova, the director of Bishkek-based League for the Rights of the Child, an NGO.
Grandparents seem a better option only at first: they are getting older and sicker every year. Children often become breadwinners and caregivers themselves, exchanging happy childhood for early adulthood. Not to mention a huge generation gap when children don’t find any common language with their grandparents and just retire into their shell. 

From the project ”Behind the Absence”.

Iulia from Moldova (on the picture), 10 years old, lives with her grandmother who takes care of a girl and her two brothers while their mother is working in Germany. A year ago, this elderly woman was diagnosed with uterine cancer and it’s getting harder and harder to look after three grandchildren when having constant pain.
Nowadays, it is still only Human Rights organizations that raise an alarm about millions of children who don’t get to be children. Some Chinese NGO created parent-to-child telephone cards, or 'love cards', to help regular communication between migrant workers and their children. But how can telephone calls possibly make up for warmth of a real parent?
These are just drops in the ocean without crucial changes in the system of legal and social protection of labor migrants, as well as without some improvements of economic situations in their home countries.

These kids might not die from starvation, but they face a keen hunger for parental love. 

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

5 reasons why I want to be broadcast journalist (rather than write for papers or magazines)

Reason #1.

Visualization vs just verbalization: anything hits you much stronger when you see and hear about it than if you read it from the lifeless piece of paper. Even a photo captures only single moment of the event or emotion: it cannot express the whole range of life’s nuances. You can say so much more with just five seconds shot than you would read in a whole-page article.
As a public, we feel it deeper when we see something with our own eyes, we “believe” in it. The Ethiopian famine of the early 1980s was written about in newspapers at length for some time, but with little reaction. Only when BBC Television beamed the horrors of starvation to the West’s meal tables did the public sit up and take notice.

Reason #2.  

Moreover, there is so much more for creativity and originality in the playful combination of words, moving pictures and sounds. Got bored with dull news you have to report? Create your own masterpiece by mixing up the words with controversial picture or getting a shot from an interesting angle. I noticed it when interning with a TV news station: even the most tiresome piece can be transformed into Mona Lisa with a nice flow of information and beautiful close-ups.

Reason #3.  

Newsroom is a huge family living under one roof and intercommunicating every spare second. Recommendations, rumors, dramas, jokes, pranks – you can find anything in the electrified atmosphere of a TV newsroom. People are bond to work together as their final piece is a result of a team work: it takes at least, a reporter, a photographer, and a producer. In short words, communication and relationships are vital components of broadcasting which brings us to …

Reason #4.

 99% of the broadcasting employees are naturally positive and energetic. Thousands of people watch you on their screens every day: you got to be cheerful and easy-going. Even if you are behind the scene, how can you be down in the crowd of smiling reporters and anchors? Every time I would enter a newsroom in a horrible mood, two minutes later my gloomy look would disappear without a trace. I still miss all the jokes and pranks of our photographers (you can’t survive at this profession without some sarcasm in your blood) and shining eyes of our reporters when found a great “pitch”.

Reason #5.  

Just one word. Adrenaline. None of the breathtaking stories and investigations to write about for newspaper can compare with racing to catch the police speaker-man making a statement about the “just-happened” murder and to manage to put him on air before any other station. Or this moment when a kidnapped girl was returned to her parents just 2 minutes before 5pm show right in front of the reporter to be on air.

Job where you never know what’s going to happen in the next minute. For me, that’s a description of perfect job.