Bu-lat-lat (boo-lat-lat) verb: to search, probe, investigate, inquire; to unearth facts Volume 3, Number 6 March 9 - 15, 2003 Quezon City, Philippines |
Mary
Ann: A Victim's Tale "I
thought I was privileged when I chanced upon Eagle's Promotion Agency. I was
forced to accept the job as a dancer to raise money for my son’s operation.
Besides, there was no age limit in applying as long as one looks young, pretty,
flawless and bore no marks of pregnancy. I sent my photograph in sexy attire to
the agency’s Korean partners. Waiting didn’t take so long. After a few days,
the agency told me I was one of those chosen." by
Dennis Espada That's
how Mary Ann (not her real name), 28, became an overseas entertainer in
Anjong-ri, South Korea nearly three years ago during our private interview in a
undisclosed location. "As
part of the training in accordance with the contract I signed, I worked for two
nights in a local entertainment club here, while the agency was preparing my
papers. Before I left for abroad, someone approached me who said he’s from
POEA. He asked me to sign my Artist Record Book which he brought and a blank
contract which I complied." All
through her life, she lived in a farming village in Laguna, helping her parents
run a small manufacturing business. But all of those were gone soon after her
father suffered severe paralysis. Mary
Ann first left for abroad in 1997 to work as a domestic worker in Europe. She
later got pregnant courtesy of a German with whom she had a relationship that
she thought would free her family from poverty. They got separated and she went
home with her newborn son. She
was happy and contended, nonetheless. But when she discovered her son had a
congenital disease and would need to undergo an open-heart surgery, which means a
costly medical treatment, she felt devastated. South
Korea "I
left for South Korea in August 2001 together with two other girls," Mary
Ann recalls. "When we arrived in Seoul, I was fretted that I instantly felt
a desire to go home. At the airport, we were introduced to the club owner who
would later become our tormentor. We travelled for about an hour to Anjong-ri,
several miles away from Seoul. Then, we took a rest and ate. As we went inside
the club, we saw dancing girls clad in skimpy bra and T-back bikini, while white
male customers hooted and drank beer." "That
scene was a major shock of my life. I never expected anything like that,"
Mary Ann told Bulatlat.com. "We locked ourselves inside the comfort room
and cried. This is unacceptable, I thought. I was really trembling in fear but I
didn’t know what to do." Life
in Eagle’s Club (which is a walking distance away from a U.S. military base)
is like a taste of hell on earth, Mary Ann says. The building in which they
stayed in was padlocked day and night. Meal, which consists of cheap bihon,
comes only once a day, at 1 p.m. to be exact. All the girls sleep on the floor
using carton-made mats. After each night of dancing, the girls, who were all
Filipinas, are expected to clean the mess, where they take turns sweeping and
mopping the floor, or wiping the toilet. And
what do they get? Mary Ann admits, "We didn’t receive our salaries for
three months despite our slave-like condition. Our only time for rest is a
day-off once a month which you will get when you earn big money. No bar-fine and
no drink, no day-off. That’s the rule. Whenever we refuse or commit mistakes,
we get beaten up or denied food." Right
after the bombing of the World Trade Center last Sept. 11, 2001, the tragic
plight of Filipinas in South Korea went from bad to worse. Fearful of future
attacks by "terrorist" groups, officials in the U.S. military bases
had to tighten security. As a result, American soldiers or GIs who are the main
customers of several entertainment clubs surrounding the base, were not allowed
to go out. Due to lack of customers, the club owner resorted trading each of the
girls at bargain costs--$100 each bar fine. After closing deals with the club
owner who is a Korean national, male clients would take them to a hotel. With
a critical bent, Mary Ann tried to evade this defilement of her dignity. "Bakit
pa tayo magtitiis ng ganito? Wala na ngang kinikita, binubugbog pa tayo.
Prostitute na’ng labas natin nito," she asked herself. Her efforts to
have her son operated on now seemed hopeless and elusive. She decided to escape
from her abusive employer. Escape Mary
Ann was with nine others when she finally got out in October 2001. Their
Filipino manager managed to call them up by cellphone, promising them work in
companies within Korea if they return to the club to sign for a new contract.
Six of them came back and got battered by their employer. Mary
Ann, meanwhile, got a job in an electronics firm but couldn’t go home since
she was on "blacklist" by the Korean government. But
worse than the memory of the pain in Mary Ann’s mind is the wall of pretense
among managers of illegal recruitment agencies in collusion with immigration
officials. "Ang dahilan kaya nagsasalita ako ay para tulungan ‘yung
ibang babae na naroroon pa at para malaman ng gobyerno natin kung ano ang
kalagayan ng mga Pilipina sa ibang bansa. Babae ako, ina rin ako na kaya lang
naga-abroad dahil para sa mga anak. Di kasi nila alam kung saan sila tatakbo o
hihingi ng tulong. Di ka rin puwedeng magtiwala sa kapwa Pilipino dahil kung
minsan sila pa ‘yung nagtatraydor sa ‘yo." For
our pictorial, Mary Ann wore a white shirt, which read: "Voices of Women on
Violence Against Women." On March 8, she joined the Women’s March in
Metro Manila spearheaded by the Purple Rose Campaign, an international coalition
campaigning to ban all forms of sex trafficking and prostitution. She
affirms: "Marami pa ring babae sa club ang gustong tumakas. Napasok sila
roon dahil talaga sa kagipitan. Marami pa sila." Her weary smile
betrays the pain inside, seen as subtle scars that cannot be washed away
instantly. "I want justice," she says. "I believe we shall overcome." Bulatlat.com We want to know what you think of this article.
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