Tuulos

“I am an old man, over 80 years old. I have seen, participated and witnessed many events in Somali history. In all my life, shall I tell you the most memorable event that never left my mind? It was when Somalis rose up in early 1970s.  We finally had for the first time in history a written script. We were over the moon and developed a new-found dynamism. No more did we had to rely on Italian, French or English scripts. Everyone wanted to write and learn our own script, even the old grandmother somewhere in a remote village. Thousands of energetic Somalis – young and old – left their comfort zone to teach people from every corner of Somalia how to read and write using the Somali script. People were competing to do good. You couldn’t imagine the energy, the euphoria, the community feeling. It didn’t matter where you were from, you were part of this amazing energy that was moving through the Somali territories like wildfire. We wanted to show the world that we could obliterate illiteracy in a span of 1 year. The international community said it couldn’t be done. Guess what, we did it in less than a year. They were astonished. I remember visiting a village in southern Somalia where a group of Somali teachers were teaching nomads how to read and write. They were teachers consisting of both northern and southern Somalis. I laughed when I saw a southern girl reading Somali and using ‘dh’ instead of ‘r’. How wonderful.”

(London, United Kingdom)

“Waxaan ahay nin da’a ah, Kor u dhaafay 80 jir. Waxaan usoojoogay, ka qeyb-qaatay, markhaati ka ahaa,dhacdooyin fara badan oo gashay taariikhda ummada Soomaaliyeed, noloshayda oo dhan. Ma ku sheega dhacdada ugu xusuusta badnayd een abid ka baxayn maskaxdayda? Waxay ahayd bilowgii 1970-yadii, markii Soomaalida kacday. Waa markii ugu horeysay aan sameeysanay farta wax lagu qoro oo Soomaali ah. Dayaxa ayeynu sare u dhaafnay madaame aan samaysanay wax inaga gooni noo ah. Inaan ku tiirsanaano far af-qalaad sida Talyaaniga, Fransiiska ama Ingiriiska waa laga gudbay. Shaqsi kasta oo Soomaali ahaa wuxuu rabay inu barto farteena cusub sida loo qoro iyo sida loo akhriyo, xitaa ayeeyada joogta tuulooyinka ku yaala dhulka fog fog, ayaa diyaar u ahayd. Kumaan Soomaali ah oo firfircoon, saqiir iyo kabiir, ayaa ka tagay guryahoodi, waxaa la geeyey meelkasta oo Soomaali joogto dhulka Soomaaliya qaybihiisa kala duwan, si ay u baraan dadkooda sida loo qoro iyo sida loo akhriyo. Dadku way ku tartami jireen in si wacan loo barto. Tartanba lagu jiray, ma qiyaasi kartid sida wanaagasan, iyo dadaalka jiray . Muhiim ma aysan ahayn meesha qofka ka so jeedo. Waxaad qayb ka ahayd dadaalka iyo kartida dhex socotay deegaamada Soomaalida. Waxaan rabnay in aan beesha caalamka tusno inaan ciribtiri karno qoris la’aanta, mudo hal sano ku gaari karno hadafkaas, hadaan Soomaali nahay. Beesha caalamku waxay yiraahdeen, suurto gal ma noqonayso in aad gaartaan horumarka intaas le’eg wakhti kooban, waqtigiina iyo dhaqaalihiina ha iskaga khasaarinina. Bal eeg, muddo ka yar hal sanno hadafkeeni waynu gaarnay. Beesha caalamku weey yaabeen. Waxaan si gaar u xasuusta, mar aan taagay tuulo ku taala koonfurta Soomaaliya, halkaas oo joogeen koox macalamiin ah oo reer waqooyi iyo reer koonfureed isugu jira, dad reer guuraa ah ayey barayeen akhriska iyo qorista farSoomaaliga. Si daacad ah baan u qoslay markaan arkay gabar reer koonfureed ah oo isticmaalaysa dhawaaqa ‘dh’ halkii ‘r’ ka isticmaali lahayd oo dhanka Koonfurta aad looga isticmaalo. Sidii aan ku farxay hadafka aan gaarnay, ma maleen kartid.”

(London, Boqortooyada Ingiriiska)

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Hjalmar Munsterhjelm - Shepherd in the Alps [1860] by Gandalf
Via Flickr:
Hjalmar Munsterhjelm (Tuulos, October 19, 1840 - Helsinki, April 2, 1905) was a Swedish-Finnish landscape painter. He studied in Düsseldorf and Karlsruhe under Hans Gude in the early 1860s. He painted landscapes “influenced by the romantic notions of the Düsseldorf school, while also evincing new, more realistic impulses.” 

 [Bukowski’s Auctions, Helsinki - Oil on canvas, 37 x 65 cm]

“Life is not a gift but a struggle. You will always complain if you see it as a gift but if you struggle for it, you will appreciate the little things. I hail from an ostracised community called Gabooye/Midgaan. My community’s occupation mostly consist of being blacksmiths, shoe menders and barbers. We only marry within our community and it’s because we are not allowed to marry other Somalis. For 4 years, I was a disabled person and at the same time used to walk to school. I can’t count the number of times I fell to the ground on my way to school. Can you imagine, trying to strive to learn whilst simultaneously facing unrelenting discrimination because of the fact that you belong to an ostracised community? Against all odds, I strove and finished my education. I’m currently doing my Masters and have family. After I finished my Bachelor, I wrote a book that highlights my community’s plight. Many things have been said about our history but I believe that we were a thriving kingdom once. Somali camel herders and farmers used to rely on the blacksmiths and leather workers. My ancestors were quite technical and skilled but unfortunately, the camel herders and agriculturists united, topped us and made us outcasts. This is why you find a member of the Gabooye/Midgaan community in every village across the Somali territories. Most of the young men from this community are uneducated and simply do low-skilled jobs. The reason being is that the ones that want to learn have to deal with two things that prevents them: one is the continuous discrimination and the categorisation of being an untouchable and the second one is being poor.  So drop out and learn the trade from their forefathers and accept that life is just doing the work that your forefathers did. It’s an unremitting cycle. Somalis shouldn’t divide themselves between Aji (Nobles) and Gabooye/Midgan. We have the same language, same tradition, belong to the same ethnic group. We should leave behind this ignorant perception of our forefathers and remove the barriers between us. Intermarriage and education is the key to show the future generation that change can come.”

(Burao)

“Nolosha ma aha hadiyad ee waa halgan. Hadii aad hadiyad u aragto, waa cabanee, laakin hadaad halgantid, cabashada yaraanaya. Aniga waxaan ka soo jeeda Beesha la takooray ee la yidhaahdo Gabooye/Midgaan. Shaqadda badankood aan sameeno waa sameynta kabaha, sameynta wiciyadaha, tima jarid, iwm. Dadkaygana ayaga is guursada oo waa loo diida inee Soomaalida kale guursadaan. Muddo afar sano waxaan aha nin naafo ah. Iskuulka markaan tagayo, dhowr jeer baan si dhici jiray, laakin ima muuqan nafoonimadayda ee  waxna ma badhan kartid laakin qabiilkayga iyo takoorida la igu hayey baa ii muuqatay. Umaanan joogsan jirin. Iminka waxaan diyaarinaya Masterkayga, xaas waan leeyahay. Waxaan qoray buug oo ka hadlaya dhibta dhaqan ee ku dhacday Beesha Gabooye.  Dadkayga taariikh badan laga sheega laakin tan ugu mashquulsan waa iney Boqortooyo farsamayaqaan ahaayeen. Beeralayda iyo xoolo dhaqataha ku tirsanaa farsamayaqaanka. Dabadeedna waxaa ka cadhooday labadii bulsho oo gaashaanbuur sameystay ayagoo kaashanaya boqortooyo kale. Deetana boqortooyadii farsamayaqaanka la jabiyey. Sidaas awgeed, tuulo kasta ee geyga Soomaalida waxaad ka heleysa dad Gabooye/Midgaan ah. Dhalinyarada Gabooye runti, waxbarasho heer sare ma gaadhan. Waayo, ayagoo danyar ah oo raba iney wax bartaan baa la takooraya oo lagu yiraahda waxaa tihin nasab dhiman. Markaasa ku khasbanyihin iney badhaan shaqadii ee sameenjaan aabayaashood iyo awooweyaashood. Waa wax soo jireen ah, nasiib darro. Soomaalida iney isku kala qeybiyaan dad waa Aji, dadna waa Midgaan ma wacna. Bulshadda Soomaaliyeed waa isku af, isku dhaqan, isku jinsi. Waa inaan ka tagno fikirka qaldan ee aaminsan jireen dadkii hore iyo kuwa maanta. Waa in la is dhexgalo, la is guursado, tacliinta iyo waxbarashaddo xoogga saarno. Jiilalka cusub aan tusno Soomaalida yihin hal qowmiyad.”

(Burco)