On 2 separate occasions today the people in the dump looked out for me. The first time I was making a recording of a young girl singing and left the portable recorder on a garbage bag near her feet. I had walked away and forgotten it when Zoo Way Toe (38 year old father of 5 I had written about before) picked it for me and brought it to me. He said "Gerry" and then simply handed it to me. In a place where every baht is important giving back a found $100 recorder is a pretty honest thing to do.
The second time was near the end of the night when I was shooting the very poor new family. I had been with them for a while when the mother of the family warned me. She said that the place I was parking my motorbike was no good and that it could be stolen there ( down in the swamp dump area).
Both times today the families looked out for me, you got to love that. Karma baby Karma.
The second time was near the end of the night when I was shooting the very poor new family. I had been with them for a while when the mother of the family warned me. She said that the place I was parking my motorbike was no good and that it could be stolen there ( down in the swamp dump area).
Both times today the families looked out for me, you got to love that. Karma baby Karma.
