Tuesday, 18 October 2016

Koumen, Initiatory Texts of the Fulɓe Pastors: Introduction


Re-told in French by 
Amadou Hampâté Bâ (see also our earlier post here) and Germaine Dieterlen in 1961, Koumen is the initiatory text of the Fulɓe pastors, perhaps still preserved today in Senegal, but its traditional form altered in most regions of West Africa following the advent of fundamentalist Islam. According to Fulɓe tradition, the Fulɓe divide themselves into four ancestral groupings, or tribes in the broadest sense of the term: Jal, Ba, So and Bari although these have changed over time following external domination or other historical upheavals.[1] Each grouping is associated with one of the four basic elements (fire, air, water, and earth respectively), one of the cardinal directions (East, West, South, North), and one of the four basic colours of cattle hides (yellow, red, black, white). Each is also renowned for one or more of the eleven sacred crafts. These are sacred because in all African spiritual traditions, the master of a craft is not just a skilled worker but also a priest and conductor of ceremonies affecting the lives of men and nature at important times. These eleven are the blacksmith, gold-panner, potter, weaver, shoemaker, woodcutter, mason, hunter, shepherd, farmer and tailor. The shepherd and the blacksmith were especially important to the Fulɓe and owed each other absolute mutual assistance. There was a time when the pastor would not sell milk to a blacksmith but provide it free. Conversely, anyone bringing milk to a blacksmith was given priority service. Another example of this alliance is that the shepherd’s ritual stringed instrument was entirely self-made except for its metal strings.
Samuel Palmer, The Golden Valley
The initiation in Koumenintroduces the shepherd into the pastoral way so that he may learn how best to care for his animals, leading gradually to the prestigious title of silatigi, a master of all things pastoral and of the mysteries of the bush, so that he can guide his community in pastoral affairs and perform rituals to ensure the health, fertility and safe seasonal migration of the herd. Knowing how to care for the animals means he also has knowledge of the cycles of nature, of plants, of their medicinal properties and how to help people as well. Moreover, this immersion in the pastoral path is intensely spiritual. The accumulation of external skills and knowledge is reflected in an internal spiritual journey and keeping to a moral code and discipline so that the heart is purified and open to receive inspiration and guidance from higher friendly spirits. Most notable among these pastoral guides is Koumen, who is likely a primordial “bush spirit”. Koumen takes many forms, but appears most often as a child-like dwarf with a half-grey beard. Koumen’s Master is the supreme creator God of the universe, omnipresent and omniscient which the Fulɓe call Guéno (the Eternal) or Doundari (the All-Powerful). Guéno never manifests himself upon earth. More closely associated with the mundane world is Caanaba who has the form of a snake and who is believed to have emerged from the ocean accompanied by the 22 first cattle entrusted to him by Guéno. Caanaba is seen as the owner of the cattle, but it is Koumen who is in charge of both wild and domesticated animals.

The Koumentale is the story of the initiation of Silé Saajo who will go on to become a silatigi. Guided by Koumen and eventually by Koumen’s wife Foroforondou, Silé Saajo must overcome a series of tests to penetrate through the twelve clearings of initiation which symbolise both the twelve months of the year but also knowledge of different aspects of the self and the structure of the universe (its elements, space and time). For the Fulɓe, the world created by God (Guéno) has come from “a drop of milk” (toɓɓere ɓira) containing the “four elements”, which then formed the “hermaphrodite bovine”, symbol of the universe. There are cosmic correspondences at the heart of all things depending on the elements which make it up. The initiate must therefore come to know the interplay and harmonisation of these correspondences between stars, animals, plants, minerals, time, location, and for human beings: their family status, social function, skills, character and ultimately their destiny. The process of initiation brings the initiate into contact with mythical characters from whom he must learn as well as wild animals, symbolic of the forces which he must fight against, and plants and incantations which he will use as a pastor.

It would be worthwhile to say a few words about some of the Fulɓe pastor’s highest concerns to which we have so far alluded: (1) their herd, (2) milk, (3) plants and (4) sacramental objects.

(1) There are three kinds of herd and so three kinds of shepherd: for goats, for sheep and most importantly for cattle. Cattle are not considered as property or riches, but kin. The colour of their hides marks the ancestral grouping to which they belong and thus links them to the ancestors. In addition, they are branded by their owners, originally using a combination of sixteen different ritual symbols to each of which was associated a prayer for the protection and fertility of the herd. Once adopted, an owner’s brand never changed though its location on the body was supposed to depend on the “fortune” specific to each animal.  Only fourteen of these original sixteen “magical letters” survive (see figure left). Cattle could also be identified by the combination of colours on their hide, and on the position and shape of any spots or stripes. In particular, the black cow with a white stripe on its back is considered the prime beast of the herd and called the fadaletodde.

(2) We have seen already the importance of milk from the Fulɓe creation myth. When the Fulɓe make an oath, they swear “by milk and butter”. As well as its ritual functions and prohibitions, milk was traditionally the Fulɓe’s main currency of exchange and the fundamental element of their diet. There was a time indeed when the Fulɓe never ate beef and hardly ever ate the meat of other animals.

(3) Knowledge of vegetation is crucial not only to feed the herd, but also to make technological, medicinal and ritual use of the different plants the shepherd might come across. The most important of these are the kelli or white cross-berry tree (Grewia tenax Fiori / Grewia betulifolia Jussieu) and the nelɓi or African jackal-berry / West African ebony tree (Diospyros mespiliformis Hochst) out of which the staffs of shepherds are made. These two trees have mythical status on the pastoral path, associated with the female and male respectively. Many of the female objects in the home are made with kelli including the framework of the roof which is made by women and then covered with thatch. The nelɓi by contrast is said to “enforce pastoral virtues” and the shaft of the spear, the hilt of the knife or ax, and the bowl of the head of the family as well as most wooden utensils are made from this wood. All the work of men and especially of initiates derive “their strength and support” from it. Since one is associated with female and the other with male activities, their combination has a sexual symbolism. Meanwhile, the baobab is to vegetables what the bovine is to animals: every part of this plant can be used, so it symbolises the maximisation of utility. The kodyoli(Anogeissus Schimperi Hochst) is used to dye clothes yellow (wolo). The Fulɓe are usually dressed in white, or in fabrics dyed yellow. Other useful plants mentioned in the tale are the delɓi or mburri (which is Gardenia erubescens Stapf. or Hochst or some other variety of gardenia bush), the kooli or koyli (Mitragyna inermis O. Kuntze), the kombi, the ngelooki (Guiera senegalensis), the caski (Acacia albida), the kahi(Khaya senegalensis), the kohi (Prosopis africana Tomb.), the mbarkewi (Bauhinia Thonningi Schum), the ɗooki (Combretum ghasalense Engl. et Diels), the foogi (Saba / Landolphia senegalensis), the ndaaɓi (jujubier, Ziziphus jujuba Lam.), and the ɗammi (tamarind tree). The medicinal use of certain plants is still a subject for investigation today, so it would be interesting if the benefits of the plants mentioned in this tale continue to be recognised and re-discovered.

(4) The pastor’s equipment, including his staffs, ropes and gourds, is both practical and sacred, performing ritual functions. The shepherd has two staffs, the aynirdu made of kelli and the makanja made of nelɓi. As well as being walking sticks, one can “take an oath on the pastoral staff, on milk and on butter”. Once he is initiated he is given new staffs and the old ones are consecrated with a secret blessing relating to the secret name of the cow. There are also the ropes and belt of the shepherd used to tie the animals: the danngol or “lifeline” of the herds tied between two stakes, the rande which ties an animal to the danngol, the maagol or shepherd’s belt and the raɗoode or daaɗol with a loop knotted at each end which ties the calf to its mother’s front leg and used to keep it away from its mother during milking. These ropes are made from baobab fibres if possible or else from hemp (Hibiscus cannabinus). The sirgal or milk whisk is made from a stick at the end of which are attached four branches of the same wood, and the ɓirdugalis a bowl usually made of calabash for collecting milk during milking. Both of these objects are prohibited from being placed into contact with any substance other than milk.


(5) More sacred still are the shepherd’s sacramental objects, collectively known as ngaynirki, which are kept in a wineskin above the altar and promote the fecundatory power of the herd. The altar itself (kaggu) is made from a lattice of interlacing kelli and nelɓi branches, supported on wooden poles made of the same plants. Kept in the residence of the silatigi, it is through these sacramental objects that the master shepherd invokes the guardian spirits of the herd, the lareeji. 

Crossing the entrance into the first clearing marks the threshold from the disordered world of men to the knowledge of the bush which is Koumen’s domain leading to the “organised world of the pastorate”. The first four clearings correspond to the “four elements”, the fifth to spiritual struggle and the passage to becoming a complete person (neɗɗo kiɓɓo), a real human being, and the remaining seven correspond to the “lights of initiation” of the seven “suns”. The number seven may also symbolise the union of male and female which correspond to three and four respectively in certain African numerological systems. Having passed through all twelve clearings, the initiate will receive from Koumen’s wife the rope with twenty-eight knots symbolising the days of the lunar month. Thus the initiate is instructed in the mysticism of time that combines the solar and the lunar calendars. The unknotting of the knots symbolises the entry into knowledge and allows the initiate to receive the emblems of the pastorate. He must then prove himself in one final test and if successful he will thank the All-Powerful Doundari, God of creation. Once initiated, he can now initiate others.

The only published version of this tale was written in French by Amadou Hampâté Bâ who heard it recited by master Ardo Dembo in a gathering of the Fulɓe in the Linguère circle in Moguer, between Senegal and Gambia, near Tambacounda. Published in Paris in 1961, it has remained untranslated into English until now. Make sure you’ve drunk your milk and imagine yourself following in the footsteps of this magical journey of the Fulɓe initiate.

A. Hampâté Bâ & G. Dieterlen (1
961)





[1] Jal has given rise to Jallo, Ka, Kan, Dikko and also Mayga; Ba has given Bal, Balde, Nuba, Jakite, Jagayete; So has become Sidibe; Bari has become Sangare.


Text in French: http://www.webpulaaku.net/defte/ahb/kumen/

Amadou Hampâté Bâ
Introduction

English Translation:

First Clearing 

Monday, 17 October 2016

Commentary: Why do Good Girls fall for Bad Boys?


This Fulɓe tale, set at the dawn of human creation, takes something mundane and humourous “why do good girls fall for bad boys?” and makes a myth out of it.

Scientifically speaking, good girls fall for good guys just as often — it's just that it doesn't strike our attention as much.

Psychologically
, it might be attraction to the dark side repressed in ourselves. In the union of opposites we become whole again.

Spiritually
, good cannot exist without bad and in the mystery of their fertile union, we see hidden order and meaning in what seems at first paradoxical.

Philosophically
, what are good and bad anyway — based on what value?


A myth raises all of these avenues to perceiving and understanding the world. It inspires its listeners to read actively, interpreting and creating meaning. It is not literal truth, but metaphorical truth. It touches us on many levels. It imparts subliminal truth.

As in Genesis: “God said, Let there be light: and there was light.” The story opens with the simple human experience of awe at the morning sunrise. Human beings are sent off by God on the path to the promised land of Paradise. At the superficial level, the promise for the ladies is sumptuous dwellings and fine jewels (safety & luxury), and for the men it is the ladies themselves and knowledge (love & wisdom). Already this is making assumptions about the priorities of each gender. It is satisfying a primal need for order with far too comfortable stereotypes.

At a deeper level the path the men and women must take is of course a spiritual path. The women have three days head-start, but the men are three times quicker at chasing them down. The implication is that women are more spiritually gifted, but that men are more devoted. There is also something lustful in the imagery of the chase, as male desire is harnessed in the pursuit of both women and wisdom. Woman becomes both the path and condition for wisdom. Just as luxury is the apogee of safety, wisdom symbolises the apogee of love. Likewise for the women, a man becomes the condition for safety and access into the promised land. There is a mutual want and need. 

Is the path nothing more than the path to one’s desires? So it seems at the beginning. Both women and later men spread out along the path following God’s instructions to make good speed and not let another overtake them. The message is surprisingly individualistic and different from the values we assume to be embodied in African culture. The implication at the outset is: you are alone on the spiritual path!

Yet it is the Manakapous women bringing up the rear who have the idleness to stop and the bravado to question, who give up their desire to push ahead of each other and begin to love themselves as they are, finding presence and community on the path itself. By a feat of karmic good fortune, they will turn out to enter paradise first, for God’s karma works in mysterious ways. As God insists to those who cry foul, things are exactly as they should be. What is this but a myth of radical acceptance, without judgment, of things as they are. There is something almost Christian about it: “Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the Earth” (Matthew 5:5)

What then are the values embodied in this myth, the measure of “good” and “bad”? To begin with it is merely speed, or interpreted spiritually, the combination of intelligence and faith. Deeper, it is balance and wholeness.  Culturally speaking, this means usefulness to one’s partner, family, community, country and beyond. Spiritually speaking, it is opening to the other, making peace with the other and loving the other. Ultimately, it is not an individual value at all, but harmony of the whole community and the whole universe, symbolised by the carrier-ox with a well-balanced load. God has a greater plan that includes and transcends all human values. Each of us has to look after not only ourselves, but also our corner of the greater mosaic of the universe and that begins with the partner we choose.

Finally, unlike some cultures historically which separated people by caste or creed and only permitted marriage within the same grouping, believing perhaps in notions of purity of blood (or as it was termed in 15th century Spanish Catholicism “limpieza de sangre”), this Fulɓe tale by contrast celebrates and encourages hybridity and unity across these separations. Although Fulɓe culture has a distinctive identity and diverse origin myths which attempt to trace and explain the source of this identity, we are encouraged to question any ideology of a particular and singular origin and perceive truth in the multiplicity of these different tales, a multiplicity indeed strikingly represented by the Fulɓe symbol of creation of the hermaphrodite cow with dappled skin of many colours. Just like the symbolic cow, every part of a community is an essential part of the whole.

Image:  Sir Edward Burne Jones,  
King Cophetua & The Beggar Maid

Wednesday, 12 October 2016

Why do Good Girls fall for Bad Boys?

    
Have you ever noticed how good girls fall for bad boys and nice boys end up chasing mean girls? so that sometimes the most beautiful ladies are married to good-for-nothings and the most extraordinary men have awful wives. It makes you wonder how they ever got together! Well, in case you’ve ever wondered this, there’s a Fulɓe legend as to why couples are the way they are which explains the reasons why:

When God (Guéno) had finished creating the human race, he distributed the virtues and the faults among both men and women. One day, he gathered all the women to him and told them:

“O ladies! Look at the horizon and tell me what you see?”

“O Lord, they replied, we see a resplendent sunrise over the Earth. Everything seems to celebrate its arrival. The higher it rises, the more it seems that everything which was about to die is re-born to new life.”

“Ladies!” said God, “Until now you have only experienced the pain of night. Now it is time for you to set off on the path to Paradise. Angels will watch over you all along the way, others will receive you on your arrival. Do not be discouraged, do not complain, and especially do not give up!

I have been, I am and I always will be the One who warns and guides you. Also, I am letting it be known that sumptuous dwellings and jewels of incomparable beauty will be distributed amongst you in the order of your arrival. The first amongst you will be blessed most; they will have precedence in all things. I remind you that Paradise is your eternal abode. Only the most senseless amongst you would allow yourselves to be overtaken or to put another before you.

Now that you know what you must do, leave O ladies, in search of your happiness.”

The women took to the road. Their long retinue stretched out and began to flow like the tributary of a river whose course becomes narrower and narrower.

At the end of the third day, the idlest could take it no more.

“What is the use in envying the glory of those who can walk quickly?” they whispered. “Who knows indeed the fate of the first arrivals? Paradise is as vast as all the heavens together, the dwellings as numerous as the number of grains of sand in all the rivers and on all the shores combined. Is it not said of these abodes that if laid end to end they would reach from the deepest depths to the outer reaches of the firmament? Why run then and lose the soft roundness of our thighs? Why sweat and make our bodies stink? Let us go easy, sisters, and conserve our freshness. When we reach Paradise, there will still be an abode for each and every one of us. And even if those who come first are lodged in sumptuous rooms, the forced march will have made their flesh melt. Their skeletal features will tarnish the beauty of their dwellings and the brilliance of their finery.”

With words like these the idle stragglers began to drag their feet like fattened ducks. To sustain their shuffling progress which was as slow as a tired chameleon, they began to sing:

Why hurry us? Why lament for us?
Why shout? Yeah, why?
We who are going to Paradise.
We’re not going to an arid land
Where the hyena seizes the young goat
Or the wild cat plunders the poultry yard.

Let us take the lazy road,
Let us question the book of judgment.
We’ll find the enigmatic question,
“What happened?”
Was asked for the benefit of women who run
Like a deer runs to escape a hunter.
We take the lazy way,
We question the book of judgment…

Three days after the departure of the women, God said, “Now three evenings and mornings have passed since the ladies have been on the path. Let us send the men after them.”

God therefore gathered all the men to him and said, “It is not good that a male lives without a female. And indeed I have created ladies to be your companions. They have already left in the direction of Paradise. They are three days and nights in advance of you, but I will make you three times quicker and send you in pursuit of them.”

“Each of you,” added God, “Will have for a wife the lady you find on the road and you may only have one.[1] Those who straggle along the way will therefore risk being without companion. It will be tough luck for them. I will condemn them to celibacy. They will never know the joy of the home nor the privilege of procreation. They will not be begetters continuing their own kind. The semen that I placed in them will remain like dry seed. My face will have a scowl for them and they will be sorely distressed by it…”[2]

The men took to the path. As they went, they sang:

Every being has an origin,
Every metal has a mine,
Every fact has a cause
If Guéno, the Eternal, put us on the path
Which leads to our wives,
There must be a reason for it.

Those who will be our wives
Are said to be beautiful and well-formed
They are passionate, but not shameless.
They are ardent, but not perverse.
They will put an end to the pain
Which darkens our hearts.

Let us go, let us walk quickly to Paradise!
Where we will find our wives
And live in wisdom!

Divine intelligence rises there
Like a gigantic mountain
From which one extracts precious metals
To adorn the valiant and the wise

We go, we walk quickly to Paradise!
We will live there in wisdom,
In wisdom, in wisdom! …

After a few hours’ journey, the men divided into three groups: the Hammadi-Hammadi at the head, the Hammadi in the middle and the Hamanndof bringing up the rear.[3]

The women also were divided into three groups: the Mantaldé at the head, the Santaldé in the middle and the Mantakapous bringing up the rear.[4]

The group of Hammadi-Hammadi, made up of brilliant, wise, enterprising and courageous men, fell upon the Mantakapous, that is to say the last of the women in feminine virtues. Not knowing that finer women were up ahead, they chose their wives from amongst the Mantakapous.

The Hammadi, the group of men of ordinary brilliance, fell upon the Santaldé, women of quality and virtue equal to their own. They took their wives from amongst them.

During this time the Mantaldé, the most excellent of women, had outstripped their companions of the two other groups and had already arrived at the gates of Paradise. Angels came to greet and congratulate their arrival. When they wanted to cross the threshold, the angels stopped them, saying, “Sorry, Ladies, but you are still ‘halves’. But a half is incomplete and thus imperfect and the imperfect has no place in Paradise. Wait until each of you has a husband to complete you.[5] Then you will enter by twos, that is to say, as a perfect human unity.”

Before the women had recovered from their shock, the Hammadi-Hammadi presented themselves accompanied by their Mantakapous wives. “What a mystery!” the angels exclaimed, “Are these the ladies whom God has set aside to be your companions?” The Hammadi in turn arrived flanked by the Santaldé.

At last, the Hamanndof, the last of men, reached the heavenly gates empty-handed. The beautiful Mantaldé were obliged to give themselves in marriage to them in order to enter the heavenly Abode.

And that is how the first of men are shared with the last of women and how the best of women fell into the hands of the worst of men!

Once inside Paradise, the most exceptional men came to file a complaint with God. In agreement with the best of women, they called for a settlement, desiring to re-arrange the order of things.

God said, “I do not refuse a right to one who deserves it. But the intelligence of my acts is not always within your realms of understanding.

Brave ladies of supreme excellence, accept with good heart the men of little value. And you, distinguished gentlemen, suffer by your sides the lazy and the vulgar women. I have decided things as they are out of wisdom and foresight. If I put all the values on one side and all the faults on the other, the affairs of the world would go awry, like a badly apportioned load on the back of a carrier-ox. There would be neither equilibrium nor stability. At each turn, the loads would swing on one side and your universe would be even more difficult to control than it is at present.

As long as you remain coupled, the worthy men will stop the idle women from falling into the hands of ruffians who would shed all the softness from their eyelids.[6] And the wise and dignified women will serve as a refuge for lesser men with whom they are united in marriage.

I have regulated everything according to a measure whose mystery I alone know. Do not be hateful any longer. Do not push each other away under the pretext that your values and conditions are unequal and thinking that you deserve better.

Love each other, especially husband and wife. And let it be known that among the things which please your God, the perfect conciliation between husband and wife is of the highest order!”

Image: František Kupka,
Amorpha, fugue in two colours(Prague)

Translated from: Amadou Hampâté Bâ,
Contes des sages d’Afrique (Paris)


Notes: [1] In this Fulɓe legend, God instituted monogamy for the human race at the creation of the world. This corresponds with the tradition of the red Fulɓe (the Fulɓe pastors) who only had one wife. The difficulties of pastoral life make polygamy unsuitable in any case. The latter turns out to be an urban phenomenon (of sedentary life) linked to the accumulation of wealth. One thinks for example of the lion, which although being the “king of the bush” is amongst the least well off because it sometimes has to go ten days at a time without finding anything to eat. The lion has only one companion, unlike the bustard, which finds grains everywhere to peck at, and always has several.

[2] Celibacy has always been very badly seen in traditional African culture. The unmarried man was treated like a minor regardless of age, and his speech was not respected in public assemblies.

[3] Hammadi-Hammadi is the name of a hero of great renown and of great value for his family, his district, his village and the whole country. When he travels, not only does his landlord benefit from his reputation, but the district, the village and the whole country know he has come.
Hammadi is a man of worth, but his worth is limited to his family, his district and his village. When he travels, one knows of his arrival within the limits of the village.
Hamanndof is a man of whom it is said that when he is absent, even his family do not notice his departure. And if he travels, even his landlord does not notice his arrival.

[4] Mantaldé is a wife of very great qualities who can stand in for her husband, and if necessary earn a living for her family, who can do everything for herself.
Santaldé is an excellent mother of the family and a good housewife. When her husband brings something home, she knows how to preserve and share it out. But she seeks and earns nothing for herself.
Mantakapous is a woman who not only does not know how to make anything for herself, but also if her husband brings something home she wastes it. If one gives her nothing, she starts crying. If one gives her something, she says it is not enough. She complains constantly and never does anything right.

[5] This story happened a long time ago. Feminism had not been invented yet and the angels have since had diversity training.


[6] They would make them cry.

Tuesday, 11 October 2016

Amadou Hampâté Bâ (1900-1991)


Amadou Hampâté Bâ (1900-1991) was a Malian scholar, anthropologist, philosopher, historian, poet and storyteller. He is renowned especially for his writings in French safeguarding and disseminating the culture and wisdom traditions of the Fulɓe people (in English: Fula, French: Peule, Hausa: Fulani) (sing. Pullo) to which he belonged and in whose rites he was himself initiated. 

Among his initiatory tales, each an oral epic recounting the shepherd’s sacred journey into the pastoral path, are: Koumen, textes initiatiques de pasteurs peuls (1961) [Koumen, Initiatory Texts of the Fulɓe Pastors], Kaïdara (1964) [Kaydara], Laaytere L’Éclat de la grande étoile [The Brightness of the Great Star], Njeddi Dewal, mère de la calamité (1985) [Njeddo Dewal, Mother of Calamity]. 

He saw this transmission of oral tradition as part of a broader and ongoing sacred duty: to recall, celebrate and renew the history of African culture for a modern audience. Representing Mali at UNESCO in 1960, he famously said: “In Africa when an old man dies, a library burns.” Himself a student of revered Sufi mystic Tierno Bokar, he spent his later years in Abidjan teaching an open-minded Islam in dialogue with the world, Christianity and African religions.

We hope to share on this blog some translations of excerpts of his work for English speakers.

To read the originals see webPulaaku.
Image Source: from Amadou Hampâté Bâ’s Mémoires.