AGUS was twice put in a pasung, a kind of pillory, in Tulungagungseven years ago. His legs and arms were chained. He was angry with his parents and the world. "I was regarded as a non-human being, had never been talked to. My heart was greatly pained," said the bespectacled, dark-skinned man.

Agus was born to a farming family in Tulungagung, East Java. Economic pressures forced him to migrate to Mojokerto. He wanted to learn English. His ambitions w