An uncomfortable silence?

 My new job was not a comfortable one.

I learnt that every minute a human was being sold into unspeakable brutality.  Every minute that I sat at my clean, new desk, drinking my murky but hot coffee, with my body, completely intact. Every minute I slept in my enormous bed.  Every minute I complained about a cold shower, a crumbling footpath or a rough taxi ride.  Every single minute – Now, Now and Now – a child would enter hell whilst still alive.

It was hard, this job. I often found myself crying through a lot of it. But how was my pain, compared to a wrung out, 10 year old girl or boy, sold by their mother, to a man with a knife, a bludgeon and a sick, sick mind? 

So I kept going.

This is an excerpt from the book I am toiling away on.  It’s an uncomfortable topic.

Human trafficking came into my consciousness when I lived with my husband in Romania, many years ago.

Chugging along in the Bucharest traffic I noticed out the window very young females, with adult bra’s hanging off skinny frames, tiny skirts, and garish makeup – as if they’d been getting into their mother’s wardrobes.  But I doubt there was a mother anywhere near those girls.  I’d heard about this street.

I felt sick.

This small experience put the injustice of it all inside me – I remain shocked that a human being could force another human being into being a commodity.  Prostitution is the biggest reason for trafficking humans.

I felt really upset.

Romania is not the worst place for it by a long shot. Anyone go on holiday in Thailand?  That tops the list. Australia is not without blame:  We are a ‘destination’ country for trafficked victims. That means there is a market for it, here, right on our doorstep.

How many children do we hear have ‘gone missing’ in our news?

I felt compelled to do something.

So my very tiny contribution, at this time, is to write about it in a novel.  I’m trying my hardest to make that novel something people might want to read and come away informed that it is very real in this life.  I would be amazed if they felt compelled to look into the issue more.

I feel like I want to do more in the future.

“Few will have the greatness to bend history itself, but each of us can work to change a small portion of events. It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centres of energy and daring those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”
― Robert F. Kennedy

Published by felicitylenehan

Felicity Lenehan Australia Experienced journalist, copywriter, sub-editor, editor and stylist, who has worked on newspapers, magazines, websites, newsletters, in marketing and PR, and for large and small corporations, internationally.

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