Days to inserting beads ... (see! Uh input I guess the joke will be determined randomly ). I have not had time to write while I was in Mopti. Where if I wrote it on my work address, or some mails, and especially my end of mission report. I make sure to chew the work, otherwise the return will be tough.
I returned from four days in Mopti and Sévaré (suburb active Mopti) since yesterday. Again, on the road that goes back to Bamako, we stop in Segou where we will stay a day and a half, time to follow some new projects that start and organize the distribution of school kits (notebooks, pencils, eraser , slate and chalk) to children at an elementary school with which we work. It feels good to be back in Segou. The road is still long (more than 5 hours to 300 km) but the hotel where we stay is a haven of peace on the banks of the Niger.
The four days were pretty stressful Mopti. First, because it was hot, 40 degrees on average every day with dust. Secondly, because life is dear to Mopti compared to the rest of the country. Finally, because the mentality of Mopticiens is not easy to live. Mopti is a city for tourism thanks to its proximity to the Dogon Country and its famous cliffs troglodytes (Edouard Baer is a priori went through the program "Go into the unknown" seems to see it !). And Tourism Fails little to the city as soon as a toubab wanders (the name "slang" white shot of Doc, since the time of settlement doc. were white) it is docked to it that. And I hate in this way be mistaken for a pigeon. In this regard, a wise guy tried to sell me something I do not identify 'm back and I had proposed in prices of "friend" to 22 000 FCFA (about 33 euros). Except in reality it is 4 times less. Finally, I pulled for 5000 FCFA
... This feeling of white that should benefit, as I have many or more felt than in Bamako Segou. In Mopti, when you query the partners with whom you work, rather than talking about the project, they leave you a list as long as my arm of grievances should be resolved well. Very rarely you speak spontaneously partners or project success. It is always to ask, to beg for something. This is a perfect example of the duality of the gift. More accustomed to give it without consideration, the more people accustomed to receiving everything free.
For what is the work per se, it continued to unfold according ders of various meetings associations partenaires et même des institutionnels. Je suis dorénavant pote avec le Directeur du centre d’animation pédagogique de Mopti (DCAP), l’équivalent chez nous du recteur d’Académie… Ca fait plutôt bizarre comme rapport . Mais une importante partie de mon travail à Mopti consistait à faire le point avec notre référent sur place, qui est un mopticien à PU depuis longtemps. Et c’est le profil type du mec relou dont je vous ai parlé avant. Lorsque je lui ai demandé comment le travail allait, il m’a sorti une suite de revendications les unes après mes autres. Rien sur le contenu des projets, les nouvelles perspectives… Que des esquives à every attempt at explanation. It's a proud person, well inserted in Mopti, but that is humanly unpleasant. In my turn with my colleague, he made a list of commitments that must be met by the end of the year. He should stick to it. He does not feel it tightrope. But he'd better play the game course I'm in worship ... Anyway, I'm glad to be back in Segou, where work is in excellent (of course "disposition" is a name which Malians use and abuse!) And then you have
say that in this region of Mali, Islam is Islam practiced harder, more rigorous, Koranic schools are numerous and talibous (little beggars who are "sacrificed" by families to the marabout (= name of the Imam in this region) which treats children in dire conditions and reduced to two activities: learning the Koran by heart without even knowing how to read or write and begging to survive) are all over the place. In short, it's a heavy atmosphere that I am not unhappy to have left.
Tomorrow morning, return to Bamako before the final stage of stay in Mali: the Bafing in south-western Mali, and is one of the few regions of the country to accommodate wildlife.
I hope to write one last time by my return.
Segovia Greetings!
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