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Elizabeth Warnock Fernea's journal of her experience living on a 'typical' small street in the old town of Marrakech in Morocco.
In the early 70's she and her 3 young children accompanied her husband on his
sabattical to Morocco and they decided to rent a house in the medina rather than
in the newer French quarter where most foreigners lived. She gives an
outsider's view of the workings of a Moroccan Muslim neighborhood as she slowly
wins the trust of the women in the nearby houses. Their society looks
inward - there are public interactions, but most private life is confined to the
extended family and it takes a long time for her to even be able to recognize
her neighbors. The women wear veils in public, and the men are at work or
unseen in the homes. This book appears to have been written before she
began academic work of her own and it's a bit
mjarring to read this book after her book on Islamic feminism - since there are
many passages in which she appears to be naive about both religious and social
customs and attitudes. It's a little surprising that after a month, she
and the children have still not learned the basics of daily life - both
action mand language. In any case, shemore than makes up for these minor
lapses and the result is a rich description of both daily life, and a glimpse of
the religious and social calendar year, including Ramadan, visits to zaweera and
moussems [local shrines and religious societies], weddings and neighborhood
incidents. Having visited the D'jema el F'na and other Marrakech and Atlas
mountain areas 30 years later, her descriptions rang true, even if we only
experienced the city as brief travelers passing thru.
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