Sunday, June 27, 2010

Open Eyes

Sorry for the bad quality images, internet is just too slow here to load any larger...

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A woman who has been abused by her husband, who is receiving free legal aid from BRAC.

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A woman being represented by BRAC's lawyers signs her file, agreeing that she has been updated on the status of her case.

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One woman speaks at a workshop for all the women in the area who are receiving legal aid services from BRAC. They come together to share how their individual cases are going and to join in solidarity with other women who are pursuing legal justice.


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A woman who prosecuted her abusive husband and used the money she won to begin her own clothing business.

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Another woman being represented by BRAC.

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This woman just came into the BRAC legal aid office asking for help after severe abuse by her husband.

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Long evening walk to the train tracks in Rangpur

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Saturday, June 12, 2010

Senses

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Also, all the Brazilian flags in these photos = some hard core world cup fans

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View from the plane

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Moments

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It is hard to know how to describe this experience in words. This city is the definition of sensory overload, and my eyes are constantly moving. A photographer's paradise. The first five days of being in Dhaka I was immediately thrust into interning at BRAC, quickly learning the ropes. We are working closely with three different departments and bouncing between floors in the 21 floor BRAC center. There are about ten interns total working this summer, all working in different departments and we do most of our work on the 21st floor. There is a balcony outside with an unbelievable view of Dhaka. Several times a day I stand out on the balcony and (with sweat dripping all over my body) watch the city below. There is a lake across the street and canoes shuttle people back and forth all day long between my side of the lake and the massive shantytown that is partially suspended on stilts.

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Also below is a rickshaw rental center, with hundreds of bicycle rickshaws waiting for their wallahs to pick them up. Taking them, you can travel in the surrounding areas for about 40 cents. Lunch is 30 cents and I am growing accustomed to eating with my hands. Tomorrow I leave for Bogra and Rangpur and will be gone for a week, it will be so interesting to see life outside this massive city.


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I am living in a BRAC Training and Resource Center (TARC) which is also home to a group of 25 Afghanis who are living here for five months doing a full time training session on Educational Management. As soon as I arrived, a group of ten people came knocking at my door, asking me who I am, where I am from, what I am doing and if I wanted to eat dinner with them. The dinners are made by the TARC staff and there is separate sections for afghanis (non spicy) and everyone else(spicy). At dinner I spoke for a long time with a 35 year old woman named Shafiqa who described to me her ambitions to open a pre-primary school in Kabul someday. She began speaking about war, how her life has always had to adapt to it, how much she hated wearing a burqa, how she wants to see the whole world. She described how everyone she knows has lost someone. She told me about losing her two brothers. We held hands tightly, and locked eyes for a long time and (although it is impossible to describe here), I felt changed. I told her about my brothers, how precious they are to me and how I could not imagine losing them. We held each other in a long embrace as if we were both comforting each other for the tragedies of this world. She is a changemaker, a warrior and a kind, beautiful woman. It is in these moments when I am overwhelmed with how much we normally separate ourselves in this world. A man drinking his morning coffee in the U.S. can click a button on a computer and send a drone to pakistan, with literally no understanding of those it will affect. But it is also in these moments of connection, when I fall in love with humanity all over again.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Dhaka

Life is incredible. The past few weeks were absolute madness as I juggled preparing for this trip, shooting a wedding and jewelry line, babysitting, and relishing the time I had with Ethan. Hence why no blogging occurred before I left. But I sit here now, on a slow but steady computer in the BRAC center, on my first morning in Dhaka, Bangladesh. I will be here for 65 days until August 9th, interning with the organization BRAC. Together with my partner Patricia (who I will go pick up from the airport in a few minutes), I will be creating a web-based storytelling platform for several deparatments in BRAC, all based around Social and Legal Empowerment . This will highlight the stories of hopefully ten women whose lives have been impacted by their programming. The more I learn about BRAC, the more amazed I am that I have the opportunity to work with them.

BRAC is the largest NGO in the world, created by a Bangladeshi man named Fazle Hasan Abed in 1972. They are a development organization that has combined a grassroots mentality while at the same time achieving scalability at an incredible level. They have shown that the leaders of development in poor countries must not inevitably come from abroad. The facts are unbelievable: Four million children (70% girls) have graduated from BRAC's primary and preprimary schools. Millions have benefited from their health centers and workers, including 70,000 community health volunteers. Perhaps what they are most known for are their microfinance initiatives, which in 2008, loaned more than ONE BILLION DOLLARS. What really makes BRAC unique in their approach to microfinance is their belief that credit alone is not enough, especially where physical and economic infrastructure is weak. BRAC creates forward and backward supply chain linkages to support the enterprises created through microfinance. This means creating the infrastructure to ensure that enterprises succeed.

For example, to assist village chicken rearers, BRAC developed a system for poulty vaccination, chick rearing, feed production and chains of feed sellers and egg collectors (creating jobs for village women). BRAC has replicated this idea of linkages in social forestry, silk production, fisheries and prawn cultivation. BRAC operates a stunning range of institutions/enterprises including a bank, a university, a housing finance corporation, tea companies and feed mills. BRAC is even installing a wireless broadband technology which will transform education and communication by trasmitting wireless data over long distances. Through this approach, BRAC has created millions of jobs around the world, and uses earnings to support their other programs. Because of this, only 20% of BRAC's budget comes from donor funds, making it an incredible example of financial sustainability. Yet because their model is so self-sustaining, they have had little need to invest large amounts in international fundraising efforts. The resulting disconnect is unfortunate- they are making a huge impact around the world, yet the story of the work that they are doing (and perhaps more importantly, the way that they are doing it) is not well known. I want to change that.

Let me be clear, BRAC is not Grameen. BRAC is about the development of the whole person. Their rights based approach, looks at both supply and demand of rights. They create demand among the rural poor for their rights by making them aware of their rights and entitlements and building leadership & institutional capacity. They help increase the supply of rights by making the government more responsive to the needs of the poor and marginalized, developing capacity of local govt representatives, and creating direct linkages between the rural poor and local government.There is no hierarchy of rights (economic over social etc), they are all intimately interlinked. They have several departments making a huge impact. I really appreciate that they look at the systems of structural violence that deny the poor their rights and entitlements. They are working to enhance the social and human capital of poor women and marginalized people so they are aware of their rights, empowered to claim entitlements and able to resist exploitation. The Social Development Program is working to promote social mobilization and collective action as well as strengthening local governance to make it more pro-poor, accountable and transparent. One way they do this is through the creation of community based institutions called Polli Shomaj, which are a meeting place for members of the community (mostly women) to gain strength from collective processes and articulate and address the problems of their communities. With 9,324 groups all over the country, they are having a tremendous impact.


Their Human Rights and Legal services program has 9,000 shebikas, or 'barefoot lawyers', who are the frontline soldiers for human rights around the country. The shebikas teach legal education classes and refer human rights abuses to BRAC's free legal aid clinics, where survivors receive free resources (like housing, treatment and other social services) in addition to free legal representation. I am honored to work with them, and I cannot wait to see their impact in the flesh.

Running out of time now... so much more to say, got to run to the airport. more later!