Animals & Us
The elephant's eyes changed everything
Saengduean Chailert
A girl who witnessed cruelty chose to spend her life speaking for those who cannot speak for themselves.
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Animals & Us
Saengduean Chailert
A girl who witnessed cruelty chose to spend her life speaking for those who cannot speak for themselves.
You don't have to be in crisis to call.
Saengduean Chailert grew up in a hill tribe community in Thailand where girls were expected to stay home and tend the farm. Her mother broke with tradition to send her to school, and Saengduean ran 14 kilometres each day to reach the temple school, working as a dishwasher and pig keeper to earn her place. She became the first woman from her village to graduate from college. She promised her mother she would work for the government to bring honour to their family. Then, at 16, everything changed.
In the logging camps, Saengduean witnessed a bull elephant being beaten and abused. She watched his eyes as he screamed, and she heard in that sound a being who could not speak for himself. She saw his confusion, his hopelessness, his rage. That moment broke something open in her. She left school and began working multiple jobs to buy medicine for the injured elephant, only to discover the wounds were far worse than any treatment could heal. But she could not turn away. The more suffering she witnessed, the more she understood that her duty was not to speak for people, but for those with no voice at all.
Saengduean built a sanctuary not because she planned to, but because each rescued elephant needed a friend. Today she cares for elephants and other animals on land gifted by a stranger from Texas. She sings laabi, traditional songs, to calm distressed elephants and help them trust again. She has faced threats to her life for speaking against the industries that profit from animal suffering. Yet she chose to keep speaking. Her message to travellers is simple: always ask where the mother is. Refuse to support the separation of baby elephants from their mothers. The market for cruelty exists only if people buy tickets to it.
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