Mostly just an excuse to show off pictures of my new stuff.
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Typical table setting at my house, featuring the new calabash. |
I've partaken in a few events going on around Burkina lately. The first one was FESPACO, which is Africa's largest international film festival, taking place in Ouagadougou once every two years. I happened to be in Ouaga at the same time for a training, so I got to stop by some of its events.
I only saw one movie, a Moroccan film called
Les Chevaux de Dieu, or
Horses of God. It was based on real events of a boy born in a Casablanca slum, and how a series of unfortunate events in his life eventually led him to become a suicide bomber. The movie didn't come with any kind of description besides its title and its country of origin, so it was a little more intense than I was expecting. Still, it was quite good. It was also the first time I'd been to a movie theater in Ouaga. The screening took place at the French Cultural Center in a big open-air theater. It was pretty cool, except not temperature-wise, because I was sweating the whole time even though the movie didn't start until 6:30 pm.
Accompanying the movies during FESPACO was a big international artisan fair in the city. Last fall there was an international art fair called SIAO that I wasn't able to go to, but supposedly it was pretty similar. It was a little overwhelming how much stuff they were selling, but I got some nice things that I'm really pleased with. I wish I had taken pictures of the event, but I was worried about getting pick-pocketed so I left my camera at home. Pictured are the carved calabash bowl and the new dress I got there. I also got a green dress outfit, a bronze bracelet and ring, and fabric to make a shirt with. I saw a lot of other things that I really liked too, but I had to cut my spending after awhile, especially since they bump up the prices at those kinds of things. I hope there will be another fair like that before I leave the country.
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Gender-themed English club. SEX |
March 8th was International Women's Day. It's a national holiday in Burkina, so we didn't have class. The day before, we had a women's day-themed English club featuring some
interesting discussions with some of the kids.
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Women's Day outfit |
For Women's Day, everyone who can afford it celebrates by buying the special
pagne fabric that they come out with annually and getting a new outfit made. I liked the holiday because everyone was well-dressed. Also, in a reversal of the normal gender roles, men are supposed to cook for their wives. I thought there was also going to be other stuff organized around my village by the mayor's office, but it was kind of disorganized this year. In the end, I just ended up getting drinks with the tanties (aunties) from my village, or the Big Mommas as I call them, who make up the narrow slice of women that really have any social power in Burkinabe society.
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The tanties/Big Mommas |
Later in the day, I had some interesting discussions with some of the other young teachers from my school. Turns out that a lot of men who I thought would have at least moderately progressive views were still a lot more traditionalist than I imagined. Maybe "traditionalist" isn't exactly the word I'm looking for. Just plain ol' anti-feminist. Anyway, it's not easy to be a Burkinabe woman. Respect to the tanties.
Another great post, Mariko. Great to read about your experiences!
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