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Morocco and earthquakes seen through my glases. A different Morocco from the travel agencies

Par : Poul Otto Jorgensen
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  • Nombre de pages100
  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-87-430-5044-5
  • EAN9788743050445
  • Date de parution15/10/2024
  • Protection num.Digital Watermarking
  • Taille3 Mo
  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurBooks on demand

Résumé

I spend a lot of time in Morocco, where I am married to the Berber woman, Jamila. We live in a mountain area in the village of Hay Assersif, which is near a larger town, called Aourir, located approximately 20 km from Agadir. When I am in Morocco, I often talk to the people about Morocco and the different areas, each with their own distinctive character. When I drink my tea with nana (mint), I get to know many things ranging from geography, population composition, occupations, government systems and family relationships and much more.
Regarding family relationships, you have to be careful, because in the Berber area where I am, I have learned that many people are related to each other. "Well, I know your wife well because my mother is her cousin!" I was told once, and  it was not the last time. Sometimes when we go to Aourir and my wife greets someone I might already know, I say: Where do you know her from!" Well, that's my aunt, " says Jamila.
The family is like brothers and sisters, they can say bad things about each other; but if I interfere, I get the "hat pool." Although all those I have talked to and talk to about Morocco probably do not think how much and great information they have given me, I would like to thank them very much, because without their help it would not have been possible to write this book. I would especially like to thank my little Berber wife Jamila.
Subsequent thanks must go to my friends mentioned in no particular order: Soufiane, Hassan, my brother-in-law Mohamed, Ahmed and Aaziz. I have purposely not mentioned their last names as I know they won't care. Furthermore, my late brother Henning Jorgensen's reports have been an invaluable help. He often told about the Morocco he traveled sparsely, when he worked in Morocco, where he also had many acquaintances from high to law.