As Floodwaters Recede, Anger Grows in Northwest Pakistan

A young Pakistani flood victim. (Photo: United States Marine Corps Official Page)
A young Pakistani flood victim. (Photo: United States Marine Corps Official Page)

As Floodwaters Recede, Anger Grows in Northwest Pakistan

by: Saeed Shah  |  McClatchy Newspapers | Report

 

Charsadda, Pakistan - In the village of Drab Korona in northwest Pakistan, Sirajuddin returned to where his house had stood to salvage what he could. What he found was just a shallow muddy pool.

In northwest Pakistan, some villagers are returning home after the massive flooding only to find destruction and an absence of government help.

 

The northwest province of Khyber Pakhtunkhwa was the first hit by the deluge created by monsoon rains at the end of July. The region, bordering Afghanistan, is also in the front line of the battle against the Pakistani Taliban.

 

Anger is growing at the lack of aid, a fury directed at the provincial government and the national administration, both run by secular, pro-Western political parties, raising fears that the crisis will build support for Islamist forces.

 

Kamran Rehman Khan, a senior official in the Charsadda administration, said the floods affected 74,000 families in the district, roughly 500,000 people, with 54,000 of those families now housed in schools or tents.

"The whole catastrophe is overwhelming," said Khan. "Whatever we do is not enough."

 

While further south in the country the floods continue to the eat up more land, in the northwest, the waters have receded, removing the danger of drowning but leaving behind the threat of disease and a population that's homeless and hungry. Pakistan's Federal Flood Commission reports that 178,484 homes were destroyed or damaged in this province alone.

 

Before the great flood came, there were some 120 homes in the village of Drab Korona, in the Charsadda district of Khyber Pakhtunkhwa. Today, only a mosque, two schools and the odd brick wall of other buildings survived. The rest of the buildings were made mostly of mud. A torrent of freezing water, which eventually went roof-high, had come in the dead of night. By the next afternoon, almost everything was washed away.

 

With the floodwaters gone, Drab Korona looks like a muddy garbage site, a jumble of battered ruins encased in thick sludge. Strewn around is broken furniture, trucks, rafters that had been used to support houses, evidence that homes once stood there.

 

Under a baking sun and sapping humidity, the village air is heavy with the gut-churning smell of rotting flesh, a stench that seems to come in waves. Most of the buffalos and other animals were drowned. Their carcasses lie putrefying somewhere under the slushy mess. Villagers who've returned to search for belongings complain of skin problems. The stagnant water and animal remains have turned places like Drab Korona into breeding colonies for germs, medical aid groups warn.

 

Sirajuddin's home and belongings were swept clean away. He had lived there with his wife and four children, and the families of his two brothers, in a little three-room mud dwelling set in a modest compound. Some bricks that had made up his one solid wall are all that remain, piled at one end of his plot.

 

They had bought the house six years ago for 140,000 rupees ($1,650), with money loaned and gifted from relatives. Before the floods, Sirajuddin used to make 4,000 to 5,000 rupees ($47 to $59) per month as a laborer.

"We don't have anything now, even to feed ourselves, so how can we remake this house?" said Sirajuddin, who's now living in a tent in another part of Charsadda district. "Our relatives are giving us food, but how long can they do that?"

 

Most of the village is now in a makeshift tent camp that has sprung up on the main road nearby. A dozen or so people are crowded into each tent, on a site in the blazing sun that appears to receive little or no help from the authorities or aid organizations. There, they rely on the charity of townsfolk, who arrive by car with supplies of food to hand out.

 

Next to Drab Korona, the village of Fakirabad Majoki had been a marginally more prosperous settlement of around 1,000 houses, set on higher ground, many of the homes were made from brick. But to save money, locals had used mud rather than cement to bind the bricks. The homes simply dissolved in the flood, leaving mounds of bricks were walls had once stood.

 

Unlike, Drab Korona, now a wasteland, a few residents have come back to live in Fakirabad Majoki.

 

Farman Ali's home has a surviving but badly bowed compound wall. But inside, the walls are gone. He's pitched a tent on his plot, where he and his seven children now live. It's better than sleeping on the side of the main road, where they had been staying. Over the last 25 years, Ali had slowly converted the original mud-built rooms into brick. Earlier this year, he took early retirement from a lowly job at the state electricity company. Now, the home is wiped out and has hasn't started to receive his pension.

 

"We got out when the water had reached over our heads," said Ali. "At least we're alive. How we'll live, I don't know. We have faith in God. He will do something. Send some angel, perhaps."

 

Amid the fatalism of some, there is also burning anger, at the authorities, in particular the provincial government, which is run by the secular Awami National Party. Charsadda district was the party's base, but in Fakirabad Majoki, residents spat expletives at the ANP, praising instead the mildly Islamist party of former Prime Minister Nawaz Sharif and the pro-Taliban Jamiat Ulema-e-Islam, which they said had come to their aid or at least shown concern.

 

"The ANP is not here, it doesn't exist for us," said Hameedullah, a 55-year-old villager. "Asfandyar (Wali Khan, the ANP leader) hasn't come here, even to his own area. If I saw him, I would become a suicide bomber against him myself." 

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PHILADELPHIA — DINNER with your children in 19th-century America often required some self-control. Berry stains in your daughter’s hair? Good for her. Raccoon bites running up your boy’s arms? Bet he had an interesting day.

 

As this year’s summer vacation begins, many parents contemplate how to rein in their kids. But there was a time when Americans pushed in the opposite direction, preserved in Mark Twain’s cat-swinging scamps. Parents back then encouraged kids to get some wildness out of their system, to express the republic’s revolutionary values.

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American children of the 19th century had a reputation. Returning British visitors reported on American kids who showed no respect, who swore and fought, who appeared — at age 10 — “calling for liquor at the bar, or puffing a cigar in the streets,” as one wrote. There were really no children in 19th-century America, travelers often claimed, only “small stuck-up caricatures of men and women.”

 

This was not a “carefree” nation, too rough-hewed to teach proper manners; adults deliberately chose to express new values by raising “go-ahead” boys and girls. The result mixed democracy and mob rule, assertiveness and cruelty, sudden freedom and strict boundaries. Visitors noted how American fathers would brag that their disobedient children were actually “young republicans,” liberated from old hierarchies. Children were still expected to be deferential to elders, but many were trained to embody their nation’s revolutionary virtues. “The theory of the equality” was present at the ballot box, according to one sympathetic Englishman, but “rampant in the nursery.”

 

Boys, in particular, spent their childhoods in a rowdy outdoor subculture. After age 5 or so they needed little attention from their mothers, but were not big enough to help their fathers work. So until age 10 or 12 they spent much of their time playing or fighting.

 

The writer William Dean Howells recalled his ordinary, violent Ohio childhood, immersed in his loose gang of pals, rarely catching a “glimpse of life much higher than the middle of a man.” Howells’s peers were “always stoning something,” whether friends, rivals or stray dogs. They left a trail of maimed animals behind them, often hurt in sloppy attempts to domesticate wild pets.

 

And though we envision innocents playing with a hoop and a stick, many preferred “mumbletypeg” — a game where two players competed to see who could throw a knife closer to his own foot. Stabbing yourself meant a win by default.

 

Left to their own devices, boys learned an assertive style that shaped their futures. The story of every 19th-century empire builder — Carnegie, Rockefeller, Vanderbilt — seems to begin with a striving 10-year-old. “Boy culture” offered training for the challenges of American manhood and a reprieve before a life of labor.

 

But these unsupervised boys also formed gangs that harassed the mentally ill, the handicapped and racial and ethnic minorities. Boys played an outsize role in the anti-Irish pogroms in 1840s Philadelphia, the brutal New York City draft riots targeting African-Americans during the Civil War and attacks on Chinese laborers in Gilded Age California. These children did not invent the bigotry rampant in white America, but their unrestrained upbringing let them enact what their parents mostly muttered.

 

Their sisters followed a different path. Girls were usually assigned more of their mothers’ tasks. An 8-year-old girl would be expected to help with the wash or other physically demanding tasks, while her brother might simply be too small, too slow or too annoying to drive the plow with his father. But despite their drudgery, 19th-century American girls still found time for tree climbing, bonfire building and waterfall-jumping antics. There were few pretty pink princesses in 19th-century America: Girls were too rowdy and too republican for that.

 

So how did we get from “democratic sucklings” to helicopter parents? Though many point to a rise of parental worrying after the 1970s, this was an incremental change in a movement that began a hundred years earlier.

 

In the last quarter of the 19th century, middle-class parents launched a self-conscious project to protect children. Urban professionals began to focus on children’s vulnerabilities. Well-to-do worriers no longer needed to raise tough dairymaids or cunning newsboys; the changing economy demanded careful managers of businesses or households, and restrained company men, capable of navigating big institutions.

 

Demographics played a role as well: By 1900 American women had half as many children as they did in 1800, and those children were twice as likely to live through infancy as they were in 1850. Ironically, as their children faced fewer dangers, parents worried more about their protection.

 

Instead of seeing boys and girls as capable, clever, knockabout scamps, many reconceived children as vulnerable, weak and naïve. Reformers introduced child labor laws, divided kids by age in school and monitored their play. Jane Addams particularly worked to fit children into the new industrial order, condemning “this stupid experiment of organizing work and failing to organize play.”

 

There was good reason to tame the boys and girls of the 19th century, if only for stray cats’ sake. But somewhere between Jane Addams and Nancy Grace, Americans lost track of their larger goal. Earlier parents raised their kids to express values their society trumpeted.

 

“Precocious” 19th-century troublemakers asserted their parents’ democratic beliefs and fit into an economy that had little use for 8-year-olds but idealized striving, self-made men. Reformers designed their Boy Scouts to meet the demands of the 20th century, teaching organization and rebalancing the relationship between play and work. Both movements agreed, in their didactic ways, that playtime shaped future citizens.

 

Does the overprotected child articulate values we are proud of in 2014? Nothing is easier than judging other peoples’ parenting, but there is a side of contemporary American culture — fearful, litigious, controlling — that we do not brag about but that we reveal in our child rearing, and that runs contrary to our self-image as an open, optimistic nation. Maybe this is why sheltering parents come in for so much easy criticism: A visit to the playground exposes traits we would rather not recognize.

 

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A National Endowment for the Humanities fellow at the Massachusetts Historical Society who is writing a book on the role of young people in 19th-century American democracy.

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A late 19th century family taking a stroll down a set of railroad tracks
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A visitor at the Zhou family's ancestral graves in Xiqliantou, eastern China.  Intrigue surrounds the family after a spate of arrests.  Sim Chi Yim for the New York Times
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