BY PREPARING THE JOURNEY TO MALI

Clamped between the name of the Moors, sonhgoi and peulhs, Tuareg were in my memory among the 14 million inhabitants of the AOF, in the beautiful days the French colonization, when Joseph Galieni was not still the name of a street or a boulevardNaturally I sometimes heard the name of Mali on a media , but what I knew of the reality of the Malian people, and the ethnic groups who live closed to them , difficulties of these people ,nevertheless the poorest of the world was occured by others news.An information pushing the other one, the Gulf War had hidten for me Tuareg’s problems in Mali  during the 90’s and then the man is selfish my private problems occured in my spirit more than the miseries of the world.“Arte TV” coming fortunately to my help, i could dicover tuareg life a little : the warmly of their welcome , the beauty of their landscape and music … and it is with a  heart full with dreams that we  fly away some weeks later ; the last e-mail of our friend in my hand we could imagine all was expecting us, only  words on the sheet for the moment,  but already carrier of magic: discover the desert during a ride on a camel , learn with the shepherds ,  meet animals near the camp, and close to a fire , in the night, drink a tea listening to the old tuaregs legends …. and then  Gao , with the market , the bubus , and the african rythms of the djembe….

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~ by ysoj on January 20, 2008.