Cover design: Studio Jan de Boer BNO, Amsterdam Automated lay-out: Philos ® C'est l'Etat qui se pense lui-même en pensant l'immigration, qui se pense selon la 'pensée d 'Etat' (Sayad 1994: 164) Annex 1: Maps of Malaysia and Spain Annex 2: Acronyms Annex 3: Migration policies Annex 4: List of interviews Annex 5: Graph of immigration trends by nationality in Spain Notes 8 labour migration in malaysia and spainPeople say that writing a book is a long journey, a journey that often begins long before it is dreamed. They also say that, like other journeys, a book never happens alone. While the responsibility for what is written is not shared, the path leading to its being written is shared. Without prior re search, without sources, without uncomfortable questions and without confidantes to share the process of research with -as well as the life that always goes with it -the result would not be the same. Better said, it would be much poorer. In the case of this book, both tenets hold true. Hence, I begin by naming places and people. Looking back, I'd say that it all began with my mother's thesis, which was also about migration. Hers concerned Catalan emigration to Puerto Rico in the nineteenth century. Her father, my grandfather, was part of that emigration, although he went to Puerto Rico half a century later, during the early years of Franco's dictatorship. Like so many other emi grants, my grandfather went alone, worked, sent letters and money, and never returned. Years later, my mother retraced his footsteps with her study. My sister and I traced her trajectory from Barcelona, hearing her stories and, on her return, helping organise all the information she had gathered about emigrants, origins and destinations.It is thus no accident that I studied history. During my student years, I reaffirmed an interest in Latin America and deepened my knowledge of this part of the world. I also came upon two new realms: anthropology and Africa. The former was something I discovered with Sandra, Jaume, Joan, Ana and Marc. The latter, with Jordi, Joan, Carme, Albert and Jordi. With them, I learned and took pleasure in learning and, I am happy to say, still do. Without them and everything we shared, I would never have reached this point.The difficulty of choosing from among these worlds -those experienced at home and those discovered at university -took me to Brazil, which I thought would be the perfect place for me. It was halfway between America and Africa and had a significant anthropological tradition. Destiny intervened and I had to return home. But in Brazil I met Wouterwith him I would emigrate to the Netherlands years later. Without him, and thus without my Brazilian sojourn, Amsterdam would never have appeared on my map of possibilities.
regulating labour migrationBeing a Catalan Spanish, my position was not neutral. While classifying everybody much more easily in Spain, I was more quickly classified myself. Moreover, my spectrum of possible questions was much more limited. I could not ask about things believed to be known...