I'm from Bangladesh, a country that prides itself over its textile industry and its glorious past. Before the colonial times, we prided over exclusive muslin production. Now, we pride over our garment industry, which brings in the most remittance. However, it's not free from controversies as well and those come from the negligence the workers face. The garment workers in Bangladesh form a large number among the laborer class. Every day in the morning at 8 o'clock sharp, they begin to walk from their slum homes to the factories on foot, carrying a purse each, some even lunch carrier boxes. Twelve hours later, at 8 o'clock in the evening, they return from the factories to their slum homes. After 12 long hours of gruelling work every weekdays, they get a pay of (lowest) 8k taka per month, which is less than US$100. Not only that, the factories cut from their pays if they so much as take a leave of absence, no matter how justified the reasons are. They work in hazardous environments that often cause them health issues they can't afford to treat, such as hearing loss from working next to loud machines all day long, working with toxic dyes, and musculoskeletal effects for sitting all day, slouching over the sewing machine, not being able to take a walk or do physical exercise, cramped in one room with so many other workers. On top of the lack of pure drinking water and safety measures, there are also harassment in sexual, verbal, and psychological manners. The fire escapes are rusted, narrow, and rickety. No fire sprinklers on the ceiling if there's ever a fire. The buildings are often old and dilapidated. There have been multiple disasters in the garment factories, i.e. the 2010 That's It Sportswear Ltd fire, the 2012 Tazreen Fashion factory fire, the 2013 Rana Plaza collapse, and the 2013 Mirpur textile factory fire, to name a few.
(If you've stayed this far, thank you, you're too kind to digest my preaching words)
All of these things have been portrayed in Heather Wardell's FIERY GIRLS. Although not set in present day Bangladesh but rather in early 1900 New York city, the book shows harrowing, poignant stories of garment workers who were killed in the 1911 Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire. The book also depicts the long struggle and movement by the workers and their union and how much harassment and torture they face just because they demand their fair rights. The book gives you firsthand accounts of the fire and the struggle of the union workers before and after the fire. Without preaching you about things, the book descends into the disaster without any melodrama or inserting historically inaccurate details. As a lover of anything historical, I love love love this book.
FIERY GIRLS is centered on two fictional characters; a Jewish Russian immigrant, Rosie Lehrer, and an Italian Catholic immigrant, Maria Cirrito. The two girls, still in their teens, are forced by their parents and family members to journey across the pond and find work in NYC, preferably at a shirtwaist factory. The two girls are diametrically opposite in the beginning. Rosie is a shy, timid, mousy girl who would rather duck her head and melt into the background than be heard by others or stand on a stage and give speeches. Maria is the opposite. She's stubborn, impulsive, free spirited, and rebellious to the core. At first though, she came across to me as a selfish, bratty girl who blindly loves an unworthy man and dedicates her life to be married to him. But once the two girls are forced to see the world as it is, grimy and seamy, they begin to shed their timid/bratty self and grow into mature, brave young women. They both become fierce, fiery advocates of worker's rights and without hesitance, become activists. While Maria contributes by giving fiery speeches, Rosie is more in the background, doing desk work necessary for the movement.
I love how the author shows that you can be a strong woman without being loud and brash through Rosie's story. I liked her immediately and although she began to irritate me at the midpoint, I returned to loving her again once she gained her footing in the end. I also loved Maria once she shed off her blind love toward Alonzo and became dedicated to the movement. Although they both have a somewhat bittersweet ending, I'm satisfied by how the author showed it. IMO, Rosie is Sansa Stark while Maria is Arya Stark. They both are needed for a movement, the soft and the stubborn. They're both strong women who sacrifice a great deal to become what they should be, the cogs necessary to gyrate the worker's rights movement toward success.
I'd forever cherish this brilliant, splendid, perfect book. I can't believe how underrated it is. It deserves way more noise than what it got, like Rosie did despite her hard work and diligence.
Thank you, NetGalley and Heather Wardell, for providing me with an eARC in exchange for my honest opinion.