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    Hlainaing feel the key to success is study and work hard. by: nerriza Views[870] Kkainhlu is a proud shop owner and happy not to be farming any more. by: nerriza Views[922] Hung smiling as she tells me she's the most popular in the village. by: nerriza Views[882] Lingkhui weaving the traditional clothing of the Ngagah tribe. by: nerriza Views[908] Thangsheng inbetween puffs talks about life as the towns local wine supplier. by: nerriza Views[885]
     
    Burma is the poorest country in Southeast Asia, with roughly a quarter of it's population living in abject poverty. Young children are often forced to work for their families survival by doing things like collecting bottles. by: zimmphotoz Views[4223] Young kids spend their days hopping on and off the train with friends. They know the ins and outs of the line. by: zimmphotoz Views[1449] Goods ands and people concentrate at the train stations. Because of the circle train, they have become the hubs of daily village life. by: zimmphotoz Views[768] Within moments the rural lifestyle takes over. The lush landscape is dotted with everything from huts to houses, and farms to factories. by: zimmphotoz Views[1091] The Circle Train leaves the bustling city and traces a loop through the nearby pastoral countryside. It connects people and also allows for the easy transport of goods to market. by: zimmphotoz Views[980]
     
    Almost every day, Thura, the 10 year old son of Manue and Hayma, (his name means bravery in Burmese), takes his father’s buffaloes on a walk to the river. The buffaloes enjoy their journey grazing along the way to finally take a dip in the refreshing river. Thura sometimes joins his animal friends in the water and plays with them. He told me that the water buffalo posing with him in the photo is his oldest friend. After I departed from this village, I was overwhelmed with how this small family lived in togetherness with themselves and nature; how much the mother forest has to give to its brave child if he can appreciate and value what she has to offer by: isma Views[1197] After preparing the campfire breakfast for the family, Hayma, the wife of Manue (her name means “forest” in Burmese) spends her morning hours cutting and laminating bamboo stalks into sheets and planks that serve as new walls for their small hut. Every year by the end of the monsoon rains, the bamboo planks have to be replaced and renewed to offer proper shelter for the family. Hamya explains that weaving bamboo is one of the ancestors’ techniques in the Shan Region: not only it shelters and protects us during the cold nights, but it also allows for the passage of the river breeze during the hot days. by: isma Views[1304] Every early morning, the 40-year old Manue, a son of Pushia, returns with his oxen from the nearby forest with a wagon full of wood. Dressed in his traditional Myanmar longji and a jacket to warm him from the morning cold, he has been following in the footsteps of his father since he was a child. Manue delivers the wood to some of the neighbors in exchange of goods (rice, vegetables, eggs, etc) and sometimes to the neighboring villages in exchange of money that helps him buy specific goods and medicine for his family by: isma Views[998] Pushia, an 86-year old retired wood collector stands in front of his hut wearing his traditional Shan pants. Now, the grandfather of 4 kids has been living in this small village since his birth and has never encountered a foreigner since the last British occupation after the Second World War. Living a life without electricity, phone or television is not a great concern for him, he only worries that the sun will never rise again, and the wood will seize to exist. He is proud of all his tattooed body which makes him feel more connected to nature. by: isma Views[1285] Tucked away from Hsipaw town in Shan State, Nothern Myanmar, there is a small village composing of about 15 houses residing on the basin of a river. Surrounded by a dense forest, with a population of about 30 inhabitants, the village is home for villagers from different Palaung, Shan and Pa O, minorities and a prosperous natural plantations of sugarcane, rubber trees, banana trees and, rice fields by: isma Views[1312]
     
    taking the train in Myanmar by: helen_sc Views[471] sunrise, Bagan by: helen_sc Views[499] sunrise, Inle Lake by: helen_sc Views[375] Hide and Seek with a camera. Whenever these two young refugees saw the camera they sprinted away at top speed, but inevitably sneaked back to view every photograph. by: moonlight Views[875] I'm probably one of the first foreigners that this young Burmese refugee has seen in his life. by: moonlight Views[502]
     
    Surrounded by beautiful scenery you could, at times, be forgiven for forgetting that this is a refugee camp. But refugees aren’t allowed an income. They aren’t allowed to farm this land. To be allowed to have a market stall to sell their produce, they have to pay bribes to the officials. by: moonlight Views[811] Calm away from the Chaos: A monastery in the refugee camp. ‘Teacher, what’s your religion?’ ‘Teacher, are you Christian?’ ‘Teacher, why don’t a lot of people in the West have a religion?’ ‘Here, we need religion even more because of our situation.’ by: moonlight Views[933] Kyaukme, Myanmar by: Views[829]   

     

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    I was then handed from the local people to the geologists. How I saw it was that, when they handed me to the 'no-more-strangers,' they also handed their life, and their trust. They did not understand my future. They did not even know if the soil that they dug were prospectus. All that they knew was that they have given their best to accompany those 'no-more-strangers' in order to reach a succeed, whatever it really was.: by gabriellalodia, Views[581]
    I was then handed from the local people to the geologists. How I saw it was that, when they handed me to the 'no-more-strangers,' they also handed their life, and their trust. They did not understand my future. They did not even know if the soil that they dug were prospectus. All that they knew was that they have given their best to accompany those 'no-more-strangers' in order to reach a succeed, whatever it really was.

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