The stories that you will read about in the Chronicles of a Thai Bar Girl are similar in every bar. These women are holding onto a hope and a dream that a man will come into their lives and make everything wonderful. They believe that this special man will change everything in their lives for the better because they know other girls that have met these men and gotten married and then he supports not only her but also her family. He’s a dream come true. What they don’t hear or know before getting into this occupation is that in the process, they begin to disconnect with life. They open a door into a world that is hard to get out of. And worst of all they begin to lose themselves.
Here begins some of their stories…..
This is a story of a Thai Bar Girl’s sister.
My sister worked in a bar about 10 years ago in Pattaya. Like every bar girl she wanted a guy to take care of her and send her money every month. So she went to work in a bar. She finally found a guy who was a pilot from Saudi Arabia and he sent her money every month. A large amount of money, like, 30,000 Baht, plus he bought her a house and valuable gifts.
When she met him, she quit the bar. The money came easy so she spent the money for frivolous things:
partying with friends and gambling. The money came and went fast. She started having debt because of the all gambling. The guy and my sister had a daughter together so he came back to Thailand every four or five months. Then he found out what she was doing with the money so he broke up with her.
No one in our family knew about her working as a bar girl. Even when I came to Pattaya to visit her I didn’t know she was a bar girl. I found out only after she was married to the Saudi Arabian guy. By then my mom knew too. My mom never said anything about it, it was my sister’s life and she could do what she wanted to with it.
A lot of bar girls are from a very poor family so they have to send the money home. If they find a guy like my sister had, then they have money. A lot of the guys will send money back to the girls and the girls can send money back to their families. My sister left home early and didn’t send money home, she didn’t have to.
My prayer is that these women will come to know a very special man, a man that loves them more than they could ever know. A man that will be on their side and take care of them no matter what circumstances they are in, a man that won’t hit them or hurt them or cause them to degrade themselves in anyway. A man who has known them since they were formed in their mother’s womb and knows how many hairs are on their head… His name is Jesus Christ. Only through Him will these women know what true love is and finally find what they’ve been searching for in men that can only offer empty and shallow promises.
