I sleep, I get up, I eat, I become full. I study, I go to work. I get tired,I have time to fall my body down the floor and fall asleep. I laugh, I cry, I even prattle.
What about dump site dwellers? No human being wishes to get near to de dump, let alone living there.
The living conditions are so traumatising, health-eroding and dangerous.I have been there many times for school assignments, personal interest and work. Several villagers there told me local and international visitors come and go for their own sake,taking photos,promisng this could help and getting away as soon as they finish off.
I happened to meet a boy from a family whose life is exactly dependent upon de boy’s earning from de dump.My heart stood still when I was looking at the small body rushing to get the most needed thing, thrown-away rubbish.It seems like everyone there falls ill every day, not because there are not NGO clinics there but they are not well informed. Strangely enough,de boy’s mom i sent to a clinic half a kilo metre away said she never knew there were clinics around there. The whole family is sick. They live with rubbish but are very struggling pp. Choosing not to beg on streets,they end up here.
Besides this story, there are countless anecdotes of children hit by rubbish trucks and refused to be treated by doctors. Just for $200 they cant afford now,they are not allowed to live. Last Sunday, a friend told another story of this. A 17 year old girl big earner was run over by a rubbish truck,refused entry to hospital since the truck driver got no money, and left bleeding to death. The other NGOs who could help ran too late. Sadly,people seemingly are not well informed the organisations around there can lend a hand!!!From Nila To the world…