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Angels With No Heaven

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Autor:  anton  16 November 2010
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"Angels with no Heaven"

A photograph, "Migrant Mother" of Dorothea Lange at 1936, had become a photographic icon of great depression in America. The photograph had shown a black and white image of a desperate mother, approximately thirty two years old. She was sitting in a disabled tent with her two worn, weather-beaten children, standing at her side. The children were leaning on her shoulders while looking back; trying to hide their face from the camera as if they were scared. And a horrible, stinking, sleeping infant was on the woman's lap. This dreadful shot by Dorothea Lange caused me a feeling of heavy-heartedness for that of mother's mournful image in the photograph.

Looking at the photo of the despairing mother with her children was like a pure sadness immersing my heart. The mother's eyes were full of misery and suffering, looking forward to see hope once again, that they may survive from the poverty that they are experiencing. But as everyday, every minute, every second that had past by and was waiting for mercy from above, she seemed hopeless for as everyday, every minute, every second goes by, their ill fortune become worst as her being hopeless become fatal. The mother's face looked so miserable that she might have felt worthless mother for she cannot provide her children's needs. She appealed as she was about to lose faith on everything: on fortunate life, mercy from people and on God. The mother's portray had broke my heart once.

Hiding their face from the camera, the children apparently have been experiencing comfortless from the world ever since, which made me felt guilt. It is not that I'm blaming myself, but it is like a feeling of guilt because the fortunate people (just like us) on that time, showed them no comfort, offer them no help, and gave them no love. The sick mother and her starved children were living in the wrecked tent, comfortless, hopeless, and loveless. No one had ever helped them until Dorothea Lange (the photographer). It is ostensibly by just looking at the way they live. For just looking at the picture, it is evident that that had not changed their clothes for like a couple of months. It shows that they have not yet taken a bath for a long period of time. For only scrutinizing the photograph, sympathy towards this family is what I feel.

As I imagine my self in the picture, it would be so horrifying to see the proof of their poverty. If I would attempt to talk to them, I perhaps hear no answer but their stomach growling and the children's cry of hunger and thirst. "Mommyyy. . . my stomach hurtsВ…." as the children would cry out. Assumingly, their noses are full of mucus as I would hear them sniff it, back and forth. Their stomach must be really hurt for they seemed that they have not eaten yet for the whole day or even possibly from the day before. It would be also terrible to see them in their ragged, dirty clothes as if they have been into a war and have not change yet for like a couple of months. The children were wearing polo like shirt that are twice as their size. In the midst of the freezing weather, this poor mother with her sick children wears no jacket or sweater. The cold wind would blow towards their skins as I would smell the odor floating on the air from their body, which would smell like a rotten rat. If I would put my hands against their skins, it would feel like touching a brand new sandpaper. Their skins would be so dry and diseased because of lack of nutrients and care. Same as when I have to touch their tangled hair, it would feel sticky and nasty as you would see the lice jumping from one strand of hair to another. This photograph surely made me feel the emptiness and the hardship that was felt by the mother and her children.

Besides the feeling of emptiness with the mother and children, a sleeping, innocent infant draw my attention. Looking at the baby's face feels like someone pinched my heart. The baby in the photograph was sleeping, feeling secure on the mother's lap. This little lamb was wrapped with unclean blanket and all I could see was her angelic face. Her eyes were closed as I could imagine hearing her nose breathing. Her baby's skin that should be soft and delicate is rough and diseased. It so horrible to see this baby that seems that was not fed for a couple of days. But this angel seems trying to fight the hardship of life.

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