Showing posts with label survivor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label survivor. Show all posts

Friday, 5 December 2014

Mexico partnership

Building a Partnership



Trafficked
I first heard about the Sophie Hayes Foundation when I met with Congresswoman Rosi Orozco during my time in Mexico City. After an in-depth discussion about trafficking in Mexico – legislation, awareness, support etc. she then turned the table by asking me if I knew about the trafficking situation in the UK. I had to admit, I’d been so engrossed in ‘global trafficking’ – the UN protocol, the UNODC and US department of state reports and their impact on Mexico, I’d completely overlooked the situation in my own country. Rosi explained to me that Sophie was the first trafficking survivor in the UK to have her story publicised through the media and fully told in her book Trafficked, which Rosi gave me to read after our meeting. So this is where it all began. Upon my return to the UK I completed my dissertation then read Sophie’s book. Ashamed of being so unaware of the situation in the UK I began expanding my research by looking into trafficking in the UK and the action that was being taken (probably mostly as a form of ‘productive procrastination’ to avoid any more dissertation writing).


I got in touch with the Sophie Hayes Foundation who failed to reply to me for the next three months (I now understand that this is because the organisation is completely volunteer-led and resources/capacity are therefore limited, something I tried to rectify during my internship). However, after three long months of unemployment, temp work and looking into UK trafficking organisations and internships I eventually got an invite to their Volunteer Day.


SHF exhibition. Survivor voices. 

Unsure of what to expect I headed to the Day and learnt what the organisation was about, being reminded of Sophie’s Story and the importance of the Survivor Voice, which is so often ignored. Then and there I pitched myself. I told them that I was looking for an internship and how I had come to find them and voila! They welcomed the idea of full time assistance and as I was talking to Adam (the Research branch lead) he knew he could put me straight to work on completing the research report on aftercare that had been in the works for far too long.



Skipping forward a few months, as I have already discussed I knew after going to Mexico and meeting so many incredible people that I needed to return and get more involved in work directly in the combat of trafficking. Knowing Sophie’s connection with Mexico and linking it with my passion to return we decided that establishing an international partnership was the obvious way forward. We decided that El Pozo de Vida was the perfect combination: survivor-focused and extending over wider projects where the needs of the country lie and where their capacity and strengths can meet these needs.

Notting Hill Carnival - embracing different cultures.

How the partnership is going to look is still being work out but it will mostly exist as a means to learn from one another and to adapt on a local and global scale. By offering a platform for survivor voices and combining our skills across the organisations we will be create a joined-up approach to combatting trafficking. This partnership will be explore in the run-up to Mexico and during my time there, presenting how it begins and evolves with the hope of giving guidance to other organisations and eventually
establishing a greater international network of partnerships to combat trafficking.

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Saturday, 8 November 2014

The Inspiration

Trafficking Survivors, the Inspiration 


Here I offer you the story of just one of the survivors of trafficking who influenced my work in Mexico...

I met Claudia* through Mexican Congresswoman Rosi Orozco and Fundación Reintegra while carrying out research for my Master's dissertation. Claudia bravely and eloquently gave an account of her experience of trafficking.


She had been living in America (USA) with her mother for eight years, but when she finished studying and decided to work she realised that she had been living there illegally and would not be able to find a job there. Having no other choice, she decided to travel back to Mexico alone in order to find work. When she was in her late teens she moved back to Mexico City (DF) to live with her grandmother and sister.

Not sure of where to begin searching for work, she saw a well-dressed man walking in central DF who actually approached her, offering her a job in a restaurant. He took her to the restaurant to show her where should would be working and bought her whiskey. She was impressed by the tour, seeing the rooms and all the tables, as well as of the treatment she was receiving. She was given more alcohol – tequila, and quickly began to feel strange, dizzy. She remembers El Capitan (the big boss) taking her to the VIP area and helping her to walk, as she was unable to do so alone. She didn’t know what ‘VIP’ was or understand any of the Mexican slang, having lived in America for most of her adolescence, but it seemed glamorous.

She was unable to concentrate properly and she soon realised that El Capitan was touching her and attempting to kiss her, so she feebly tried to push him away. Following this she remembered falling asleep and waking up to another man trying to kiss her. She pushed him away to see his face. She couldn’t remember much immediately after but she woke up in a hotel room without her clothes, with the man who had abused her.

She was scared but tried to act normally. She asked him to let her go or to call her a taxi. He drove her himself and asked for her address, she realised her phone and purse were missing so there was no point lying as he would already know. She asked him how much he had paid for her and he said “nothing” because he was “testing the merchandise”. He took her home.

For some reason (I’m not sure exactly why as there was understandably more emotion in her voice by this point and I daren’t ask her to repeat as she was clearly distressed) she ended up back at the restaurant.

From this point in the conversation she stopped going into so much detail but remembers being abused by many men. She was not sure of how many but knew it must have been a lot as she was unable to sit for the next fourteen days.


I couldn’t believe how quickly the teenager’s story turned from a normal conversation with her talking as if nothing bad had happened to a confession of hopelessness and despair. She changed from being an innocent, funny girl to someone I could no longer recognise, upset and powerless. Following her story she looked at me in tears and said, seemingly out of nowhere, “Sometimes I just ask God 'why?' Why would he do this to me?. I am not religious but this struck me like nothing ever had. For a girl to feel so helpless, to doubt the thing she believed in most… how could something so awful happen to her? Why would anyone deserve that, let alone a young girl, courageously leaving her family to find work. I just couldn’t fathom it. For the first time I also felt helpless, staring at her (whilst wanting to look away) I knew I had to say something. All I could muster myself to say was “You’ll get them, she’s going to help them (gesturing towards the girl by her side) and they’ll be prosecuted”, knowing full well that it was a guarantee I could not truly make but with no idea what else to say. I realised all I could do was to do everything in my power to take this experience, learn from it and follow my passion to support organisations that combat trafficking through prevention, protection and prosecution.

Thankfully, with the help of Fundación Reintegra, she was able to move into a safehouse and is currently studying and building a case to prosecute her traffickers with their support. Without this support she might have become revictimised, with no one to support her recovery from this awful experience.

I heard many stories from Survivors and their supporters while I was in Mexico but this one struck me the most and I hope by sharing this you'll understand my inspiration for working for El Pozo de Vida in Mexico City.

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(Claudia* - false name used for the protection of the survivor)

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