Sunny - The World of Extreme Happiness

I went to Shenzhen.

To the factory.

And…and I didn’t like – I hated who I was.

I thought the problem was me.

I needed to change – so I did.

I went to night school – and studied self-improvement.

I put marbles in my mouth.

Bleach on my skin.

Books on my head.

Every month I tried a new hair colour.

One day – I was walking past a building covered in shiny windows, and saw the reflection of a city girl in it.

It was me!

Then two people from Beijing asked me for directions – they thought I was a city person – like them.

I didn’t know that it wouldn’t matter how much I looked like a city person – or how many people I tricked, because my ID card said peasant.

I want to say to the other migrants, that I am sorry for trying to be different.

I thought – I thought it was the only way I could save myself.

And change my destiny.

But destiny – it’s not something one person can change.

We have to work together and make – better growing conditions.

For all of us.

I want to say – to all my fellow migrant workers who are watching me right now – that I protest – and I ask you to protest with me.

Ask – demand that you…that you get the same rights as people born in the city.

If they say no…go on strike.

Stop working.

Let city people – try to live – for a single day without us.

Stop selling them food and digging out coal.

Stop building their houses and sewing their clothes.

Let the city people go hungry.

Sunny is alone backstage, more grounded and sure of herself than ever.

(dreamy) Cut off my head – I can still strike.

Cut off my legs – I can still walk.

Rip out my heart – I will mysteriously recover.

I can bathe in boiling oil and come out cleaner than I went in.