Living at the Edge: The Sacadas of Hacienda Luisita
After several minutes of
searching in the shadows, we finally find them, with lights from their gas
lamps flickering through sack-covered bunkhouses. They stay by the edge of
the Cojuangcos’ sprawling sugar plantation in Tarlac, far from the
estate’s factories and barrios.
By Lisa Cariño
Ito and Ronalyn Olea
Bulatlat
The exterior (topmost) and interior (above) of the sacadas' quarters
Photos by Jun Resuresccion and Niño Tagaro
HACIENDA LUISITA,
Tarlac - We set off to seek them on the
night of Nov. 28, passing by jeepneys and tricycles as they ramble down
dusty paths. We find ourselves weaving through fields of sugarcane. It is
barely 6 p.m. but darkness has set in.
After several minutes
of searching in the shadows, we finally find them, with lights from their
gas lamps flickering through sack-covered bunkhouses. They stay by the
edge of the Cojuangcos’ sprawling sugar plantation in Tarlac, far from the
estate’s factories and barrios.
For decades, they
have been called “outsiders” – the non-union members in the Nov. 16
tragedy.
Barely a day after
the Hacienda Luisita massacre, Benigno “Noynoy” C. Aquino, Jr.,
fifth-generation scion of the landowning Cojuangco family, tried to tone
down the magnitude of the carnage, saying that those killed, injured, and
arrested by the police and military during the dispersal were merely
“outsiders.”
Indeed many
“outsiders” were killed or maimed as hundreds of policemen and Army troops
launched an assault on striking workers that afternoon. The human rights
alliance Karapatan-Tarlac states that half of 108 workers arrested by the
military hail from different provinces: 48 from Negros island, 14 from
Isabela, and four from Bataan. Their ages range from 17 to 61. Out of the
114 victims of physical assault and injuries, Karapatan also said, almost
half are not from the hacienda: 45 are from Negros, and the rest are from
Bataan, Nueva Ecija, and Isabela.
Photo by Niño Tagaro
We came face to face
with some of these itinerant migrant sugarcane cutters as rain began to
fall that night.
The sacadas
(seasonal workers) were inside the makeshift bunkhouses nestled on the
vast fields of cane. We huddled into one of the bunkhouses made of old
wood and branches of trees. Cramped inside were close to a hundred
sacadas: without water or electricity, with partitions of sacks
serving as individual quarters less than a square meter each. This is
their home for the months-long kabyawan (milling season) and
planting season.
Contractors
At first the
sacadas seemed wary at our arrival. It is not surprising: their
employers – a group of contractors – are under the payroll of the Central
Azucarera de Tarlac (CAT) management, they say. After the Hacienda
Luisita massacre, word spread about soldiers “visiting” the bunkhouses
nearer the CAT compound, of sacadas being shuffled or herded and
brought to other parts of the hacienda. We sensed that many of them do not
want any more trouble befalling them. Some, however, obliged to our
questions and started to talk about their lives and ordeals.
Their stories reveal
appalling labor conditions unseen by the rest of the world.
Like the
striking workers and farm-workers of the United Luisita Workers Union (ULWU)
and the Central Azucarera Labor Union (CATLU), sacadas are chained
into the web of oppression at the vast sugar estate, where the extremes of
wealth and poverty stretch to astounding proportions.
Sacadas
are the hacienda’s living proof that colonial-period migrant labor
in the Philippines persists in the "new millennium." The ordinary
sacada is the oppressed worker, migrant, and peasant twice over.
Receiving abysmally-low wages and denied benefits, many of the sacadas
hail from the Visayas, where many haciendas owned by the Cojuangcos and
other landowning families are found.
Some of the
sacadas bring their wives and children with them. Bulatlat
interviewed the wife of a sacada living in the bunkhouse. She
breastfeeds her two-month old child and takes care of another two-year old
son. She said she had no choice but to come along. “Wala rin naman
kaming titirahan sa Bais.” (We don’t have a place to stay in Bais.)
Bais is their hometown in Negros Oriental in central Philippines.
In their tiny
quarters, we see their oldest son sleeping, unperturbed by the mosquitoes
and incessant rain.
The sacadas
do their cooking by using pieces of wood put in a hole dug from the soil.
A day’s supply of food includes a kilo of rice, a can of sardines, a pack
of instant noodles, cooking oil and salt. They say they can only eat
viands if they have money. Planting vegetables for their personal
subsistence is prohibited in this hacienda where land is largely reserved
for sugar cane, light industry parks for foreign investors, a golf course
and exclusive residential units.
Colonial flashback
The present
sacadas of Hacienda Luisita are a flashback of the Spanish colonial
period, where farm workers used to harvest as much as nine tons daily. The
sacada system emerged with the formation of commercial haciendas in
the Philippines in the 19th
century. In that era, vast fertile
lands tilled by peasants for centuries were expropriated and converted
into sugar and other export-producing agricultural estates.
As early as 4 a.m.,
sacadas are fetched from their bunkhouse and head for the
plantation to cut cane from 6 a.m. to 12 noon. Nine to 11 sacadas
finish harvesting a truckload of cane in a day, which roughly weighs 11 to
15 tons.
Like the union
members on strike, the sacadas receive wages way below what they
are supposed to get. Based on a supposed P90 pay for every ton of canes
cut, a sacada should be receiving P504 for 5.58 tons of cane. But
the payslip of one sacada for Oct. 10-16 shows a gross pay of
P334.80 for the same work – which is short by P169.20. The daily wage of
some workers is actually P56 (roughly $1).
Photo by Niño Tagaro
Before the strike,
P50 per day was deducted from their salary for their food supply. These
days, the contractor shells out money to cover the food supply of the
sacadas.
After months of
back-breaking work, the sacadas are finally sent back to their
provinces. Such temporal work has become the sole means of living for
these workers. Like overseas contract workers who struggle for renewable
contracts and work in the same foreign country year after year, many
sacadas have worked for decades in the Hacienda Luisita, going back to
their home provinces in between milling seasons.
Such a permanent
state of transience remains: peasants, prevented from tilling their own
lands due to landgrabbing and conversion, are eventually forced into
itinerant and contractual farm work schemes devised by big landowners in
order to maximize profits.
Silence
In the sacada
system, silence is the rule. The extremes of exploitation and oppression
are known only to the contractors and landlords. Especially after the
Hacienda Luisita massacre, the sacadas were warned by their
employers to shut up and never talk to reporters.
In the course of
interviewing the workers, a yellow van suddenly stopped by the bunkhouse.
Two contractors alighted shouting and cursing. They were furious at the
sacadas for talking to the press "without permission."
Yet, the preliminary
fact sheet issued by human rights alliance Karapatan lists many sacadas
as victims of the Nov. 16 massacre.
Several witnesses
recall the deaths of an unidentified sacada father and his child
from the plantation area near Gate 1. The baby suffocated and died due to
the tear gas hurled by the police at around 3:45 p.m.
Enraged, the father rushed toward the police and soldiers but was felled
by a hail of bullets. Their bodies were never found.
Based on the
eyewitness accounts the death toll in the Hacienda Luisita massacre may be
higher than the seven martyrs who were buried a few days after the
incident. Till now, the missing sacadas remain unnamed, uncounted,
and unaccounted.
Although they were
not part of the strike, the sacadas, especially those in the
adjoining plantation to the CAT, were also apparently subjected to various
forms of post-massacre military harassment.
The chronology of
events compiled by the Bagong Alyansang Makabayan (Bayan or New Patriotic
Alliance) showed that around 4-5 p.m. of Nov. 16, after the barricades
briefly disbanded due to the rain of sniper fire, around 30 police and
military men came out of the CAT compound
and combed through the plantation, ransacking the sacadas' and
other farm hands’ bunkhouses.
Screams
Witnesses heard
screams coming from the bunkhouses for around 30 minutes: they were cries
of fear and pleas for mercy. The same witnesses said that more than 40
Visayan sacadas and other hacienda workers were forced by the
military out of the bunkhouses at gunpoint, in single file, their arms
raised to their head, and herded into the CAT compound. Thirty-nine of
them could not be accounted for until now.
A number of
sacadas testified to human rights groups about mistreatment by their
military and police captors. In a sworn affidavit gathered by
Karapatan-Tarlac, a sacada said he and 14 others were arrested by
agents of the police and military. “Tinadyakan kami, sinuntok at
ikinulong sa Camp Macabulos
hanggang kinabukasan ng alas singko ng hapon”
(We were kicked, beaten up and detained at
Camp
Macabulos until 5 p.m. of the following
day.)
The same sacada
worker said many of their property were lost. Three of his fellow workers
are still missing. He could not remember their names, however.
In a separate sworn
affidavit, another sacada from the same group related: “Pinapanood
ko ang mga nangyayari sa picketline. Nakatayo ako sa labas ng aming tent
kaya tanaw ko ang nagaganap na batuhan. Umabot ang teargas sa aming
tent.” (I was watching what was happening at the picket line. I was
standing outside our tent that I could see the stones being hurled from
everywhere. Teargas canisters reached our tent.)
The sacada continued,
“May mga taong kumuha ng tubig. Tumulong ako sa pagdadala ng tubig.
Nilapitan ko ang isang kasamahan kong sacada na nandoon mismo sa harapan
ng
Gate 1 sa bandang kanal. Biglang nagputukan kaya dumapa ako doon mismo
sa kanal. Nakagapang ako ng mga dalawang dipa nang tamaan ako sa ibabaw
ng aking ulo. May pumalo sa aking likod at nakita ang suot niyang
pantaloon na
fatigue ng
Army. Narinig ko ang sabi niya, ‘Tayo!’ at ako ay
tumayo at naglakad pabalik sa aming tent. Naglakad ako papuntang Texas at
doon ako nakisabay ng tricycle papunta sa ospital sa loob ng CAT.” (Some people scrounged for water. I helped bring water [to the picket
line]. Then, I came near a fellow sacada standing in front of the
Gate 1 near the canal. Suddenly, I heard gunshots. I hid inside the
canal. I was able to crawl for two meters when a bullet whizzed above my
head. Somebody hit my back and by reflex I saw the batterer wearing a
pair of Army fatigue pants. ‘Get up!’ he yelled at me. I stood up and
walked back to our tent. I walked until I reached [village of ]
Texas and from there, I
rode a tricycle to the hospital inside the CAT.)
The sacadas’
testimonies point to the indiscriminate nature of police and military
violence during the strike – where all people outside the CAT compound,
whether union member, hacienda resident, sympathizer, or sacada,
were all similarly subjected to rounds of gunfire and beating. Like the
hacienda’s resident peasants and workers, who harbor a long history of
struggle, the sacadas hold many testimonies of hardship under the
injustices perpetuated, they say, by the Hacienda Luisita’s owners and
management. There may be more accounts waiting to be documented – a risky
task if one considers the state militarization to secure the hacienda from
any sign of social ferment.
As the rain subsides,
our group decides to leave for security reasons. “Aalis na kayo?”
(You’re leaving?), one sacada asks. We nod, say a hurried farewell,
and trudge back through the cold mud and rain, away from the bunkhouses
that are home to the sacada workers. Bulatlat
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