照片背后的故事

照片背后的故事

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摄影师还真是个危险的职业。因为喜欢用手机抓拍，常常也偷拍，希望把美好的瞬间留下。为了拍照，还真发生不少危险的事情。之前就听好友讲起他在旅途中为了拍路边的一棵翠竹而坠落山崖，还好福大命大，只是腰部擦伤手机落水背包全湿，自己虽变成落汤鸡，所幸没有大碍，就继续拍照。也看过一些记者或者摄影师为了惊心动魄的画面丧命的报导，想着做无论什么事情，如果想有收获真不是容易的事。

下午去超市，过马路的时候看到有五六个菲律宾的流浪孩子在错落的墙头玩耍。很有感觉，就想拍几张照片。路上车辆和行人都很多，我就拿起手机随手开拍，拍第一张的时候孩子们没有看到，拍第二张的时候有个孩子看到我在拍他们，就向同伴们汇报，我只听见懂了一个单词：“picture!”然后就顺着墙头往我这边跑。我慌忙的往超市门口走去。我与小男孩对视的瞬间连声说：“NO!NO!”意思是我没有拍。然后头也不回的快速走了。是不敢回头，我知道超市门口很多人，还有持枪的保安，应该没有问题。但我想到孩子们脏兮兮的衣服，跑过来找我的男孩一个眼睛有问题，全白眼球没有黑眼珠。当我进了超市后才敢向那边看，还好没有孩子们追过来。超市入口离我拍摄点只有100米的距离，但我吓了一身冷汗，如果这一帮孩子围攻我，恐怕就……想想真是后怕，如果这是在偏僻的地方……

我知道菲律宾是个幸福指数很高的国家，即使街上到处都是流浪儿，很多乞丐，卖艺的卖唱的，他们没有钱，露宿街头，但他们依然快乐。曾经路过马尼拉的贫民窟，一家七八口人住在一个小棚子里，女人冲凉就穿着衣服在路边，孩子们都是脏兮兮的，却在高兴地玩耍，那种感觉真的很不好。如果说贫富差距，想必这里比中国更严重，这里教育很贵，很多孩子上不起学，或者大学毕业找不到工作，但他们依然快乐。这让我百思不得其解，难道真的只是因为宗教的原因？上帝说，面包总会有的。听闻华人说家里的菲佣，可能一个人工作要养一大家人，平实吃了上顿没下顿，但他们总是很快乐，并且注重每个节日和生日，家里人只要过生日的，一定要宴请邻里和朋友，或者一家人去餐厅庆祝，花销会超出一个月的工资，他们向主人借钱过生日，然后再慢慢还。还听朋友说，这里菲律宾人结婚很少送礼金的，但主办方要杀猪宰牛的请客，随便认识不认识的都可以去吃饭，这个宴请能从早晨持续到晚上，花销当然也是很多的。这是穷人的生活，富人当然不用说了，豪华的教堂婚礼，丰盛的花园宴请。其实我觉得快乐不快乐真的和金钱没有关系，我们拼命的去赚钱，到最后没有健康没有快乐，要钱有什么意义呢？

在公园散步的时候，常常会有三三两两的孩子走到你身边唱歌，等着你给他些零钱或食物。他们小的估计五六岁，大的可能也就十来岁的模样，男孩女孩都有。虽然是我听不懂的歌词，但他们的表情和歌声都是快乐的，圣诞节那会儿唱的最多的就是圣诞快乐歌。去菜市场买菜的时候，也会有很多小孩子拿着大大的塑料袋卖给买菜的人，看着你拎的东西多了，就会跑到你面前说：“please , please! 5 peso!”有时候我会买一个，看着孩子开心的表情，我真的很难过。我想他们这么小就出来卖东西，真可怜，正是天真快乐的童年，却在为生活奔波。有的孩子只穿一个短裤，光着脚丫跑在行人中间，看谁腿快眼快的瞅准需要袋子的人。也许在他们看来这是快乐的生活吧！

菲律宾不允许离婚，也不允许堕胎，很多家庭都有十几个孩子，越是贫穷孩子越多。现在我倒是觉得计划生育是好的，至少国家的义务教育让所有的孩子都能上学。有一次，看到一段话，至今印象深刻。有学者在研究菲律宾人快乐的原因，他曾问一个爸爸是司机的孩子长大之后的理想是什么，孩子说要像爸爸一样当个好司机。学者恍然大悟，在没有太多欲望的国度，人当然是快乐的。这也让我想起刚来菲律宾过马路的时候，总是和车一起停下，我们的习惯是让车先行，但在这里是汽车让行人先行，无论是在斑马线还是任何地方，只要有行人的时候，几乎所有的车都会让行人先过。所以有些朋友开玩笑说，回国恐怕不适应了，要撞车了。

一个国家的文明和文化不是一朝一夕的，这里的超市永远排长队，无论进出或结账，车站等车的人会排队绕山半边，生意好的蛋糕房或者任何人多的地方，没有一个人插队的。这里的人如果不小心和你发生碰撞，无论谁的错菲律宾人总会先说对不起。包括孩子在内，“你好，谢谢，对不起”是他们常常挂在嘴边的话。

回想起被我拍照的孩子，他也许不是想怎么样，或许只是想看看我拍的照片呢？也许是我多虑了。总之，我觉得心存善念裹足而行，生活一定是充满阳光的！

2015.1.10

                       The Story behind the Photo

The photographer is a real dangerous occupation.. Because I like to use a mobile phone to capture, often photographed, hoping to keep the best moment. In order to take pictures, it also happened really many dangerous things. Before, a friend told me that he wanted to take the road of a bamboo tree on the road and fall off a cliff, fortunately he had a good fortune, he just had waist bruise, his phone fell and his backpack is all wet, although he become a drowned rat, but fortunately did not cause illness, continue to take photographs. Reports have also seen some journalists and photographers who died on the spot, if you want to do anything, if you want to have harvest, it really is not an easy thing.

Go to the supermarket this afternoon, when crossing the road and saw five or six children playing in the Philippines Rangers from the wall. It feels like taking a few pictures.. Road vehicles and pedestrians are so many, I picked up the phone readily shooting, shoot first when the children did not see, take a second when a child see I was photographing them, to his companions report, I can only hear understand a word: "picture!" and then along the wall and ran to my side. I hurried to the supermarket door. and the little boy and I are in the eye and said: "NO! NO!" I did not shoot. And then the head is gone.. Is not back, I know a lot of people at the door, there are armed guards, there should be no problem. But I think the children in dirty clothes and ran for my boy a eye problems, the white of the eye is not black eyes. When I entered the supermarket to dare to look over there, fortunately no children to chase over. Supermarket entrance from my point shooting only 100 meters distance, but I'm scared in a cold sweat, if the child laid siege to help me, I am afraid... Think really scared, if it is in the remote places......

I know that the Philippines is a country which has high happiness index, even on the street, it is full of waifs and strays, there are a lot of beggars, performers and musicians, they don't have the money, living on the streets, but they are still happy. Have passed the slums of Manila, a seven or eight people lived in a small hut and after showers, the woman is wearing clothes on the side of the road, children are dirty, but they are happy to play in the road, that kind of feeling, I really feel bad. If you say that the gap between the rich and the poor, presumably it is here more serious than in China, where education is expensive, many children can not afford to learn, or college graduates can not find a job, but they are still happy. This makes me puzzled, is it really just because of religion? God says there's always a loaf of bread..I heard that the Chinese say that a home maid may work alone to raise a large family, plain to eat the last meal is not under the Dayton, but they are always happy. And pay attention to every holiday and birthday, the family as long as birthday, it is sure to invite neighbors and friends to have dinner, or a family go to the restaurant to celebrate, spending will exceed a month's wages, they borrow money from the owner's birthday, then slowly return the money. I also heard a friend say that here the Filipinos seldom sent money as a gift when they married, but the organizers to treat pig slaughtering, the people just know or do not know, they can go to dinner, the dinner can last from morning to night, spending, of course, is also a lot of. This is the poor life, the rich certainly do not have to say, the luxurious church wedding, the rich garden banquet. In fact, I feel happiness and unhappiness really and have no relationship with money, we desperately make money, to the end no health, no happiness, what sense with money?

When walking in the park, the kids by twos and threes will come to your side to sing and wait for your change or food. I estimate that they are at the age of five or six, probably the oldest is also at the age of ten. From their appearance, the boys and girls are the same. Although I can not understand the lyrics, but their expressions and songs are happy, the Christmas that the most songs is a merry Christmas. Go to the food market to buy food, there will be a lot of kids with a big plastic bag to sell to buy food, when they see you with carrying things, they ran into you and said: "please, please! 5 Peso!" sometimes I'll buy one, watching the children happy expression, I really feel very sad. I want them to come out so small selling things, really poor, it is the naive happy childhood, but they are in the rush for life. Some children who are wearing a pants, barefoot running in the middle of pedestrian, aimed at the people who needs bags. Perhaps in their opinion this is called a happy life!

In Philippines, the police does not allow people to divorce, nor abortion, many families have a dozen children, the more children, the poorer they are. I think it's good to have a family planning, at least the country's compulsory education so that all the children can go to school.. Once, to see a paragraph of words, so far. Some scholars in the Filipino study the reason of happiness. He asked a boy whose father is a driver, what occupation the boy wants to have in the future. the child told the scholars that he would be a driver when he grows up, the boy said to be like his father, he can be a good driver. Scholars realized, without too much desire of the country, of course people are happy. It also reminds me of when I arrived in the Philippines, crossing the road, always the car stop together, we are accustomed to being let the car first, but here is that the car let pedestrians first, both in zebra crossing or anywhere, as long as there are pedestrians, almost all of the car will allow pedestrians to cross. So some friends joked that I am afraid I do not adapt to the home, I will be crashed when we go back.

A national civilization and culture are not an overnight, the supermarket here has long queues forever, regardless of entering in and going out or closing, bus stops will be queuing around half of the mountain, in the good cake business room or any places where has more people. No one breaks the queues in the line. The people here do not care if the collision with you, no matter who will always be the first to say sorry with the filipino . Including the children, "Hello, thank you, I'm sorry" is they often hanging in the mouth of the words.

I was reminded of the child who was photographed by me, he probably does not like to think, perhaps just want to see my photos? Maybe I thought it more.. Anyway, I think being kind of foot binding way, life is full of sunshine!