Personal Story of a Minority Woman

"Lisa Mamac, born in a rural farming village in the Philippines, tried to escape the inevitability of marrying there and raising her own family in the poverty in which she grew up. Like many women moving from rural to urban areas as their country is industrializing, Lisa left her village for a large city with plans to go to school. Rural to urban migration socially dislocates women and girls as patriarchal power in traditional societies provides almost no possibilities for women outside of marriage or their family. Under these conditions women are made particularly vulnerable to sexual exploitation. Away from home and on her own, Lisa fell in love and then became pregnant,only to learn that the man she was involved with was already married. He left her and she struggled alone with her infant, who died at 8 months. She tried to go back to school but did not have the money. Finally she became involved with a man who said he would put her through school. But he didn't. In October 1981, Lisa met a man who was a chief prosecutor in the court of justice of the region in which she lived. He told her of a high-paying position as a receptionist in a 5-star hotel in the Netherlands. He arranged for her to have the job." When Lisa arrived in the Netherlands she was put into a brothel. Like many women trafficked into prostitution, Lisa's only chance for help was to appeal to customers to help her escape. In 1983, one customer listened to Lisa's story and agreed to help her." It was two year before a raid of the brothel. In 1985, Lisa began her struggle for freedom.

Barry, Kathleen. 1995. The Prostitution of Sexuality. New York. New York University Press. pp. 49-50.

We chose to share this narrative because it is proof that trafficking and prostitution still happens and that it affects people in many different ways. In this case it affected Lisa, her family, and her education just to name a few. It also shows how women may become vulnerable to trafficking in thinking that they are making a better life for themselves and not realizing what is happening to them.


 

Maya Angelou's Still I Rise

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainity of tides,
Just like hopes springing high
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my naughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Armistead, Cynthia L. "A little of Maya Angelou's Poetry." http://www.technomom.com/angelou.html. Copyright 1996-1999. Last updated 10/30/97. Accessed 5/30/00.

We chose Maya Angelou's "Still I Rise" because it demonstrates multiple meanings. To Angelou, she is talking about her culture and the difficulties in which the African American race has faced. She says that even though she (and others of her descent) has faced many obstacles in her life she still finds the courage and hope deep inside to "rise" above or move beyond what non-African Americans believe she (and her race) can.
We chose this to relate to the prostitution and trafficking of women because often times they also are not highly looked upon much like the African Americans were at one time. We believe for the prostitutes to overcome the lifestyle they chose or were forced to live, they must look deep inside and find their hope and courage to change their lifestyle and "rise" above the lifestyle they once lived.

 

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