The Rohingyas On Land – Sugar Baby Love

Such sweet and beautiful people, right? The mother (right) works in a garment shop owned by a Chinese. Her employer allows her to bring her child to work and that is good.

Now, for the bitter reality. Not sure about this family but the many kids born here to refugee parents are also stateless. Currently, such children are not accepted into our public schools.

One Rohingya parent told me she is planning to send her kids to southern Thailand. Schools there accept kids with no papers, it seems. Even then, it is limited to primary education, unfortunately.

She reckons it will still be good as her kids can at least read and write some basic stuff. This too, it is not an option for many as they cannot afford to travel as far.

I understand from another lady that UNHCR provides some form of classes. I hope other NGOs will also step in to help such children. The problem is not unique to the Rohingyas, though. It affects all stateless children.

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The Rohingyas On Land – Thankful Is The Man Locked Out Of His Own Country

It wasn’t a surprise to hear “Alhamdulillah” or “Praise God” when I spoke to many of the settled Rohingyas today. They do know about the plight of the boat people and feel for them. At the same time, they feel thankful they are in comparatively safe harbour.

On land, all is not as rosy as the smile, as I was to find out. Myanmar’s ethnic groupings are as complex as the nation’s history. Because of persecution, discrimination and inter-communal violence, many Rohingyas won’t admit readily they are one, even here.

When me the stranger asked; many prefer to identify themselves as a Muslim from Myanmar. That is a reasonable reply, considering there are many other Muslim groups in Myanmar, outside the Arakan State.

Picture is of Abdul Rahman, a Rohingya vegetable seller. Wearing the traditional Burmese longyi, he told me I won’t be able to tell ethnicity with certainty, just by looks alone .

According to him, the best way is to make them talk and then discern the dialect. So, that’s how this man was appointed as my personal Rohingya spotter for this part of the neighbourhood.

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