Wednesday 20 May 2009

Child Labor in Bangladesh :(

Jainalworks in silver cooking pot factory. He is 11 years old. He has been working in this factory for three years. His work starts at 9 a.m. and ends at 6 p.m. For his work he gets 700 taka (10 USD) for a month. His parents are so poor that they can not afford to send him to school. According to the factory owner, the parents do not care for their children; they send their kids to work for money and allegedly don't feel sorry for these small kids. Dhaka 2008
A young laborer making metal components at a factory. Dhaka. Bangladesh.
13-year-old Liyakot Ali works in a silver cooking pot factory in Old Dhaka. The childrens work 10 hour days in hazardous conditions, for a weekly wage of 200 taka (3 USD). Dhaka. Bangladesh. June 2008

A child on the side of the road attempts to sell roses to passing commuters in cars and buses. Dhaka.

7-year-old Jasmine collects rubbish from a steaming rubbish heap on a cold winter morning. She earns money to support her family by scavenging for items on the Kajla rubbish dump. It is one of three landfill sites in a cityof 12 million people. Around 5,000 tons of garbage are dumped here each day and more than 1,000 people work among the rubbish, sorting through the waste and collecting items to sell to retailers for recycling.

Children at a brick factory in Fatullah. For each 1,000 bricks they carry, they earn the equivalent of 0.9 USD.

A young girl working in a brick crushing factory in Dhaka.

Children at a brick factory in Fatullah. For each 1,000 bricks they carry, they earn the equivalent of 0.9 USD.

Hands of 8-year-old Munna while working in a rickshaw parts making factory. He works 10 hours a day and gets 8 USD for a month. Dhaka 2007.

Ten-year-old Shaifur working in a door lock factory in Old Dhaka. Unlike his colleague, Shaifur works without a mask.

Eight-year-old Munna works in a rickshaw factory. He earns about 500 taka (7 USD) amonth, working 10 hours a day. When the production often stops due to lack of electricity, he has time to play. Dhaka 2007

Children are compelled to work for long working hours with inadequate or no restperiod. Moreover, they are paid with minimum wages and enjoy no jobsecurity. Many people prefer to employ young boys to maximize services for those minimum wages. Dhaka 2006.

Thirteen-year-old Islam works in a silver cooking pot factory. He has been working at the factory for the last two years, in hazardous conditions, where it is common practice for the factory owners to take on children as unpaidapprentices, only providing them with two meals a day.

17.5 percent of children in the aged 5.5 are engaged in economicactivities. Many of these children are engaged in various hazardous occupations in manufacturing factories. Dhaka 2006.

Eight-year-old Razu works in a rickshaw factory. He earns about 500 taka (7 USD) a month, working 10 hours a day.
How do you feel now after going through all these real stories & pictures?
Cherish what you have and try to help more people!

Tuesday 12 May 2009

Who is Rich & Who is Poor ♥

One Day

The father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son.
How was the trip?
It was great, Dad.
Did you see how poor people live? the father asked.
Oh yeah, said the son.
So, tell me, what you learned from the trip? asked the father.

The son answered:
I saw that we have one dog and the had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to protect them.

The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added.
Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing?

Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.

Appreciate every single thing you have!