Pride of place
The many millions of rickshaws themselves are amazing creations. Each one is personalised with pride by the owners, with everything ranging from simple patterns to intricate needlework to pictures of famous (usually Bollywood) actors. Sitting inside, you are likely to be surrounded by pictures and patterns unique only to that rickshaw.
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Migration
Migration is the ultimate adaptation.
In the case of Bangladesh, with people losing their homes, and sometimes whole villages, to river erosion and shifting coastlines, and with the threat of sea level rise inundating this low level country, a final option for many people in the coming years may be to move. To move away from hazards, and try their luck in cities, probably performing some simple task like driving a rickshaw. As I mentioned already, many of these drivers are only here seasonally to help supplement their other income.
But as the very shape of the country changes, migration will become a much more frequent occurence.
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Rickshaws
Rickshaws are a major institution in Bangladesh. It is impossible to go there and not see one. It is estimated that there are around a quarter of a million in Dhaka, and many more throughout the country.
Men from rural areas often use these seasonally as a way to supplement their income when there is no work for them to do on their farms. It helps too - rickshaw driving is connected with some increases in income for poor agricultural laborers who moved to urban areas, but that the extreme physical demands of the job meant that these benefits decreased for long-term drivers (from Wikipedia).
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Centre of the Wheel
The city of Jamalpur in central Bangladesh is where most of the villagers come to sell their extra crops, or for all their other needs. Although it is only about 40 minutes drive away from most of the villages I talked about, without a car this becomes a day-long trek.
The city itself is centred on the main street, where all industry and commerce is set up - there are blacksmiths next to vegetables, material for clothes next to bicycle shops. It was like nothing I had ever seen. After floods happen in the surrounding lands, or even just in the non-growing seasons, many men come here from the villages to drive rickshaws. Those that can't find enough customers here often go to the capital, Dhaka.
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BDRCS
The Jamalpur headquarters of the Bangladesh Red Crescent - small, modest, and run mostly by people like the two men here - lifelong volunteers. They were responsible for putting in place all of the disaster reduction programmes from the earlier photos.
This is the greatest strength of the Red Cross/Red Crescent - commitment and dedication from hundreds of thousands of volunteers around the world.
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