I've aborted posting this series a few times, wondering if it was the right thing to do. When I think about how much I spend on camera equipment while people like Ah Eng are barely eking out a living, it seems pretty obscene. Yet there's a story to be told here, by a willing story-teller. Does a photographer only record happy scenes? Would that not be compromising the truth, which is that there IS poverty and suffering in the world? In fact, Ah Eng has it good here in Singapore. There are MANY other places in the world where the poverty and suffering would be unimaginable to Singaporean minds, including myself.
In the end I've decided to post it, because of the story to be told, and hope that some good may come out of it, if only that we realise how good most of us have it, and open an eye to the plight of those around us who may need our help and compassion. I recognize that the story is much more powerful than the photography (which is mediocre at best), so please be kind.
This is Ah Eng. She is 65 years old and lives with her 42 year old daughter and her 95 year old husband. She has a son who stays with his wife in another part of Singapore. She has no grandchildren even though her son has been married for more than 10 years.
Her daughter was born "a very beautiful child". At the age of one year, she started suffering epileptic fits. She did not adapt well to Primary School, and was taken out of Primary One after a few months, to be brought up at home. By her late teens, she was suffering frequent fits and became housebound. She also has diabetes, and severe osteoporosis, from lying in bed the whole day.
The family gets help from a Christian outreach organization (known in the neighbourhood as "the red-shirted people"), who applied for public assistance from the government on their behalf (the family gets $230 per month). They also provide free transportation for medical appointments and free supplies of provisions such as rice, oil, noodles and soap. Ah Eng fashioned the cross over her daughter from a pair of chopsticks so that "Jesus would look after her daughter".
Ah Eng used to work at a garment factory near her home, earning a few hundred dollars a month. That was how I first got to know her, being the company doctor. She stopped work when the factory closed down, and also because her daughter's fits took a turn for the worse, becoming much more frequent. She now works at the hawker centre for 2 hours a day washing dishes, and earns $10 for that. She is afraid to get a job further away from home, because if anything happened to either her husband or her daughter while she was working, they would not even be able to call for help.