Sunday, February 17, 2013

The Red Curtain


Hasanatou After
Hasanatu 8 days post-operative.
Photo by Debra Bell
 
In a nation with 59% illiteracy it should not be too surprising to find that Guinean society is primarily built upon symbols. Thus, in Guinea, (as throughout much of Africa) symbols are a powerful medium for communication.  Yet those of us from the word-saturated West are, for the most part, oblivious to this fundamental difference in our two cultures.

For example among the Pla people of Benin, offering a guest a glass of water is much more than just good manners. If you are offered a glass of water in a Pla home, your host is wanting to communicate, "I am at peace with you."  If you decline the water, (perhaps you are quite justifiably worried about the possible after effects) in essence, you are saying, "I do not accept your offer of peace; I am at war with you." As you can well imagine, uncovering the deep level meaning of everyday gestures is very important for us as we work among people from traditional African societies.

The other day, I happened to be in the Maxillofacial/ENT ward while Dr. Gary was making rounds.  As he stopped at Hasanatu's bed, one of the nurses mentioned that whenever she used the privacy curtain to change Hasanatu's hospital gown, she became visibly agitated.  Being naturally curious, I asked the nurse where the curtain in question was.  She pointed across the room towards a  full length curtain hanging from the deck head by magnetic hooks.  It was a deep red-wine color.  I turned to our local Fula translator and asked him if the color red had any symbolic value in the Fula culture.  "No," he said. He couldn't think of anything.  I asked him to ask Hasanatu. He quickly translated, but she looked confused.  "She doesn't know," he said. 

Could it be that when her bed was shrouded in that long red curtain, it made her feel isolated from the other patients…cut off from community; alone and vulnerable in a very strange place?  Maybe that was it.  Maybe...

I turned to the translator one last time and probed a little deeper, "What color do the Fula wear when attending a funeral?"  Without blinking an eye he replied, "Why, red, of course."

Good to know.  Good to know.

by Susan Parker

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