Niniek Karmini, Associated Press, Jakarta | People | Tue, March 06 2012, 11:16 AM
In this Friday, Jan. 27 photo, Evie, also known as Turdi, the former nanny of U.S. President Barack Obama, stands at the doorway of her room at a boarding house in a slum in Jakarta, Indonesia. Evie, who was born a man but believes she is really a woman, has endured a lifetime of taunts and beatings because of her identity.(AP/Dita Alangkara)
Once, long ago, Evie looked after "Barry" Obama, the kid who would
grow up to become the world's most powerful man. Now, his transgender former
nanny has given up her tight, flowery dresses, her brocade vest and her bras,
and is living in fear on Indonesia's
streets.
Evie, who was born a man but believes she is really a woman, has endured a
lifetime of taunts and beatings because of her identity. She describes how
soldiers once shaved her long, black hair to the scalp and smashed out glowing
cigarettes onto her hands and arms.
The turning point came when she found a transgender friend's bloated body
floating in a backed-up sewage canal two decades ago. She grabbed all her
girlie clothes in her arms and stuffed them into two big boxes. Half-used
lipstick, powder, eye makeup - she gave them all away.
"I knew in my heart I was a woman, but I didn't want to die like
that," says Evie, now 66, her lips trembling slightly as the memories
flood back. "So I decided to just accept it. ... I've been living like
this, a man, ever since."
Indonesia's
attitude toward transgenders is complex.
Nobody knows how many of them live in the sprawling archipelagic nation of
240 million, but activists estimate 7 million. Because Indonesia is
home to more Muslims than any other country in the world, the pervasiveness of
men who live as women and vice versa often catches newcomers by surprise. They
hold the occasional pageant, work as singers or at salons and include
well-known celebrity talk show host Dorce Gamalama.
However, societal disdain still runs deep - when transgenders act in TV
comedies, they are invariably the brunt of the joke. They have taken a much
lower profile in recent years, following a series of attacks by Muslim
hard-liners. And the country's highest Islamic body has decreed that they are
required to live as they were born because each gender has obligations to
fulfill, such as reproduction.
"They must learn to accept their nature," says Ichwan Syam, a
prominent Muslim cleric at the influential Indonesian Ulema Council. "If
they are not willing to cure themselves medically and religiously" they
have "to accept their fate to be ridiculed and harassed."
Many transgenders turn to prostitution because jobs are hard to find and
because they want to live according to what they believe is their true gender.
In doing so, they put themselves at risk of contracting AIDS and other sexually
transmitted diseases.
Some, like Evie, have decided it's better to hide their feelings. Others are
pushing back. Last month, a 50-year-old Indonesian transvestite applied to be
the next leader of the national human rights commission, showing up in a
borrowed luxury vehicle with paparazzi cameras flashing as she stepped out.
"I'm too ugly to be a prostitute," Yuli Retoblaut said, chuckling.
"But I can be their bodyguard."
The threat of violence is very real: Indonesia's National Commission for
Human Rights receives about 1,000 reports of abuses per year, ranging from
murder and rape to the disruption to group activities. Worldwide, at least one
person is killed every other day, according to the Trans Murder Monitoring
Project, which collects homicide reports.
Evie says she chose her current name because she thought it sounded sweet.
But she adds, as she pulls out her national identification card, her official
name is Turdi and gender male. Several longtime residents of Obama's old
Menteng neighborhood confirmed that Turdi had worked there as his nanny for two
years, also caring for his baby sister Maya. When asked about the nanny, the
White House had no comment.
Evie, who like many Indonesians goes by a single name, now lives in a
closet-sized hovel in a tightly packed slum in an eastern corner of Jakarta, collecting and
scrubbing dirty laundry to pay for food. She wears baggy blue jeans and a white
T-shirt advertising a tranquil beach resort far away in a place she's never
been. She speaks softly, politely, and a deep worry line is etched between her
eyes.
As a child, Evie was often beaten by a father who couldn't stand having such
a "sissy" for a son.
"He wanted me to act like a boy, even though I didn't feel it in my
soul," she says.
Teased and bullied, she dropped out of school after the third grade and
decided to learn how to cook.
As it turned out, she was pretty good at it, making her way into the
kitchens of several high-ranking officials by the time she was a teenager, she
recalls with a smile and a wink. And so it was, at a cocktail party in 1969,
that she met Ann Dunham, Barack Obama's mother, who had arrived in the country
two years earlier after marrying her second husband, Indonesian Lolo Soetoro.
Dunham was so impressed by Evie's beef steak and fried rice that she offered
her a job in the family home. It didn't take long before Evie also was
8-year-old Barry's caretaker, playing with him and bringing him to and from school.
Neighbors recalled that they often saw Evie leave the house in the evening
fully made up and dressed in drag. But she says it's doubtful Barry ever knew.
"He was so young," says Evie. "And I never let him see me wearing
women's clothes. But he did see me trying on his mother's lipstick, sometimes.
That used to really crack him up."
When the family left in the early 1970s, things started going downhill. She
moved in with a boyfriend. That relationship ended three years later, and she
became a sex worker.
"I tried to get a job as a maid, but no one would hire me," says
Evie. "I needed money to buy food, get a place to stay."
It was a cat-and-mouse game with security guards and - because the country
was still under the dictatorship of Gen. Suharto - soldiers. They often rounded
up "banshees" or "warias," as they are known locally,
loaded them into trucks, and brought them to a field where they were kicked,
hit and otherwise abused.
The raid that changed everything came in 1985. She and her friends scattered
into dark alleys to escape the swinging batons. One particularly beautiful
girl, Susi, jumped into a canal strewn with garbage.
When things quieted, those who ran went back to look for her.
"We searched all night," says Evie, who is still haunted by the
memory of her friend's face. "Finally ... we found her. It was horrible.
Her body swollen, face bashed in."
Today Evie seeks solace in religion, going regularly to the mosque and
praying five times a day. She says she's just waiting to die.
"I don't have a future anymore."
She says she didn't know the boy she helped raise won the 2008 U.S.
presidential election until she saw a picture of the family in local newspapers
and on TV. She blurted out that she knew him.
"I couldn't believe my eyes," she says, breaking into a huge grin.
Her friends at first laughed and thought she was crazy, but those who live
in the family's old neighborhood say it's true.
"Many neighbors would remember Turdi ... she was popular here at that
time," says Rudy Yara, who still lives across the street from Obama's
former house. "She was a nice person and was always patient and caring in
keeping young Barry."
Evie hopes her former charge will use his power to fight for people like
her. Obama named Amanda Simpson, the first openly transgender appointee, as a
senior technical adviser in the Commerce Department in 2010.
For Evie, who's now just trying to earn enough to survive each day on Jakarta's streets, the
election victory itself was enough to give her a reason - for the first time in
a long time - to feel proud.
"Now when people call me scum," she says, "I can just say:
'But I was the nanny for the President of the United States!"'