Sunday, June 17, 2012
A man stands in the camp. |
Residents live in 'refugee' like camp. |
Residents were forcibly evicted from their Phnom Penh homes. |
Residents live in 'refugee' like camp. |
Residents were forcibly evicted from their Phnom Penh homes. |
Residents were forcibly evicted from their Phnom Penh homes. |
Residents were forcibly evicted from their Phnom Penh homes. |
16th of June 2012
Demotix
Residents from the Borei Keila community who were
forcibly evicted from their Phnom Penh homes, still live on a campsite
which resembles a refugee camp,
45 km from the city. The Cambodian Company Phan Imex acquired the land to
develop.
Description:
The Phnom Penh Borei Keila
community was, prior to 2003, a poverty dwelling for around 5000 men,
women and children. In 2003 the Cambodian construction company Phan Imex
acquired the
Borei Keila land for re-development into luxury accommodation, offices
and retail spaces. Phan Imex was given 50% of the land for their own
development opportunities if they agreed to build new homes for some of
the displaced residents on the other half. Apparently the company has
still not yet built 20% the homes they promised, and may never do so,
even though perhaps 99% of the dwellers have been evicted from the land.
Phan Imex Company chief Suy
Sophan is reputedly the 7th richest person in Cambodia and one of the
best connected - networked - individuals in the country.
Hundreds of families originally
living in the slum did qualify for one of the new homes to be built on
the development and some were offered, in lieu, a land plot on a distant
relocation site under Oudong mountain (Srah Po Phnom Bat Kandal
province) 45km from Phnom Penh. In January 2012 around 300 families were
forcibly evicted from Borei Keila and either taken to Oudong or a
similar relocation site. Some families refused and were reportedly
detained until they were persuaded to sign and accept the new plot at
Oudong.
Six months later the relocation
site is a dusty barren plot of land around 1.5 hours drive from Phnom
Penh by tuk tuk. The homes are crudely constructed tents fashioned from
blue ‘Korean’ tarpaulin sheets, old cardboard and wooden sticks. There
are no basic sanitary facilities: toilets, showers or washbasins a
distant memory. No electricity to power a fan or a night-light. No
running water. Human faeces decompose oh so slowly on the ground around
the site, just a stone throw from the shacks and sleeping babies. The
nearby bushes stink of stale urine and excrement. Garbage blows in the
eye rubbing dust filled air with every puff of wind. The land is awash
when the rains arrive even though the residents have tried to carve tiny
gullies around their tent homes to keep their feet dry.
An ill young woman, retching,
spews her vomit as I walk around and her children try to bury it with an
old adze. An old women sleeps alone in tiny box tent, a layer of bricks
raises her cardboard mattress from the ground, as the space is not tall
enough to fashion a wooden bed to sleep on. She boils her rice on a
boy-scout fire and tin windshield outside her home, crouching in the
dust, fanning the embers with a plastic paddle.
Soum Sokantay’s baby is little
more than one month old. “He was born onto the dusty ground in our tent
as there were no medical facilities close enough to get to,” she tells
me, continuing that, “an NGO gave me a small mattress for him and a
hammock,” which is proudly strung outside her tent.
Last month in May 2012 the Phnom
Penh city hall provided and installed two deep water hand pumps for the
site and now Mr. Cheany tells me: “We can drink water without becoming
sick. The old pump did not work well and the water was bad when they
tested it. They told us not to drink it but we had no choice.”
Many of the families are
resigned to living on this desolate campsite. They have lost their work
in Phnom Penh, as it is impossible for them to commute there: “I used to
wash pots in a restaurant. Here there is no work. My husband goes into
the bush to cut firewood so we can cook the rice the NGO gives us,” Soum
Sokantay tells me as she fondly cradles her baby.
Some, perhaps two or three,
lucky families still own a tuk tuk or moto for transport if they can
afford the gas. They can collect garbage and junk clothes to sell in
Phnom Penh when they have cleaned and patched them up. They recycle
other peoples rubbish to make a little cash.
Nyen Sopha has no husband, just a
young daughter who is 5 years old. “I am trying to make a little coffee
shop in my home to get some money. I used to work in a laundry in Phnom
Penh but now nothing,” she explains. Incredibly, the young boy from the
“recycling family” turns up and buys a plastic bag of coffee from her,
as do my driver and translator.
“There is a school [military]
around here somewhere and I hope that my daughter can go there,” she
comments as she pours the water through her coffee filter.
A number of NGO’s and charities
that have visited the site have described it as: “an
unfit area for humans to live in.” Many, I
believe, would agree if they visited the ground that Phan Imex have
awarded these families as compensation for the homes, work, friends and
community, they evicted them from in the capital, poor as it was.
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