Broken Dolls
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Blanca:
I come from a village in Guatemala where the mountains meet the sea. If I close my eyes, I can see it so clearly, I can almost touch it. We are farmers. We rent land and grow sugarcane to sell. Whatever money is leftover, we keep. We use the animals to help us, if we can. Or we use animals for food. This is our life.
My father hears neighboring villages are sending people north to work on American soil, and he thinks about going. He finds out only young people are allowed. I want to go. He says a girl shouldn’t go on a journey like that by herself. But there will be other people my age. Besides, I’m used to working the land. If I could make American money doing the same work I do in the village…It’s also a way for me to explore. I’ve never been further than the nearest village. I didn’t know that once you leave, you don’t come back.
Adhira:
You don’t come back.
Adhira rubs her hands a bit and then takes a lotion bottle out of her bag.
Blanca:
And where do you come from?
Adhira:
India.
A door opens and A-Huei enters. She stops and looks around at the others. Then closes the door and sits down.
The others are watching A-Huei, except for Sofia. Then Hailey & Blanca go back to their magazines.
Adhira has turned toward A-Huei, watching her. Then she turns front. She looks down at her hands, her skin is raw and painful. She massages her hands and remembers a hotel recruit.
Flashback as lights change to past.
A-Huei:
What kind of people do you work for?
Broken Dolls tells the fictional stories of women- both international and domestic- who have been trafficked for sex work, domestic labor, hotel work, and agricultural work. Taking place in a waiting room at a social service facility, the play revolves around five female survivors of human trafficking who cross paths. Entrapped and isolated, five women come together to weave their narratives in a mix of monologue and dialogue, merging reality and memories of coping and longing.
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Blanca:
I come from a village in Guatemala where the mountains meet the sea. If I close my eyes, I can see it so clearly, I can almost touch it. We are farmers. We rent land and grow sugarcane to sell. Whatever money is leftover, we keep. We use the animals to help us, if we can. Or we use animals for food. This is our life.
My father hears neighboring villages are sending people north to work on American soil, and he thinks about going. He finds out only young people are allowed. I want to go. He says a girl shouldn’t go on a journey like that by herself. But there will be other people my age. Besides, I’m used to working the land. If I could make American money doing the same work I do in the village…It’s also a way for me to explore. I’ve never been further than the nearest village. I didn’t know that once you leave, you don’t come back.
Adhira:
You don’t come back.
Adhira rubs her hands a bit and then takes a lotion bottle out of her bag.
Blanca:
And where do you come from?
Adhira:
India.
A door opens and A-Huei enters. She stops and looks around at the others. Then closes the door and sits down.
The others are watching A-Huei, except for Sofia. Then Hailey & Blanca go back to their magazines.
Adhira has turned toward A-Huei, watching her. Then she turns front. She looks down at her hands, her skin is raw and painful. She massages her hands and remembers a hotel recruit.
Flashback as lights change to past.
A-Huei:
What kind of people do you work for?