Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Noo Boro

This is the Mandinkan term for wrestling. Around the new year my host family staged a wrestling match in the field just behind our compound. It was not a novel occurence, there are these village wrestling matches that draw wrestlers and residents from neighboring towns to come over, have alot of fun, and watch some wrestling. I was familiar with it because the volunteer before me was actually a wrestler. The family took him to watch a match and he told them that he wanted to try it. They didnt know he had experience as an actual wrestler, so when somebody from Sami Koto finally tried to wrestle a little with him he abruptly pinned them. They organized matches for him and he wrestled all around the Sami area. I had my two nearest volunteers come over on the Saturday night of wrestling to check the whole thing out. However, as soon as they got to town my dad said... Its gonna be tomorrow now. They stayed the night anyway, but had to leave before the actual wrestling. It finally did happen though on the next day, but the event wasnt really about the wrestling. At about 6 all the wrestlers and a group of drummers paraded around town with all the villagers following along and taking turns dancing. It was alot like posse that surrounds a boxer before a big fight, except it went all through the village and then eventually to the "ring" and then around the field for two or three times before the actual wrestling. The wrestling is pretty simple, whoever throws the other person down first wins. There is no visible schedule of matches, people just challenge each other. Then eventually there is a match, and the winner jumps up and everybody rushes him, and you know who is the champion for the evening.

5 comments:

  1. The obvious question is, how are you doing in the local wrestling rankings? Sounds like you are following one with quite a reputation! LOL
    I probably speak for a lot of other people: good to hear things are going well, though I haven't read the next blog yet. It is good to try to relate to someone living in a very different culture, though very similar too.
    For us, we've experienced the State of the Union last night, some of us very proud of our President, others still trying hard to undermine... disappointing from my point of view and resulting in lowest possible confidence in Congress. Enough of that...
    Claudia says, Stay safe, and we look forward to the day you visit us again...

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  2. Dillon, Here's the paragraph I requested from my former parishoner, Leslie Schenk, who was in Fasino Burka [spelling?]:
    My friend's name is Kate Sallah, and her email address is sallahkate@gmail.com. She was a Peace Corps volunteer in Gambia from 1999-2002. She is originally from Santa Fe, and she is a science teacher at Santa Fe Indian School. She married a man from the Gambia. His name is Omar, and they have two terribly cute children: Ruby and Adam. She is on Facebook, and her name is Katherine Sallah. I spoke with her, and she would be happy to talk to Dillon. I hope all is well! Sincerely, Leslie
    [Hope it's ok to post this personal info on your blog]. tlr

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  3. Hey Guys,
    Many people ask if Im going to wrestle, although I never will it always makes for good conversations, as in whenever someone asks me we normally square up right there and pretend for a bit. Thanks for the update on the state of the union, my dad had mentioned it as well, but I dont know any of the details. Standing in line at the bank there is a tv with world news and nothing was on today about the US. I will be in touch with Kate next time around, thanks for the connection information.

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  4. I had been refreshing your blog each day and was so glad when all of this popped up. Think about you all the time. Love from the ATX!
    -m

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  5. I think this could be a great skill to bring back to the States. We missed you in Gila with the gang all there but one.

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