“” It is a whole village that raises a child, ”said an African proverb. Formerly valid, currently this saying makes people laugh, and begins not to have its place in this company living in a concrete jungle.
Generations 60-70-80-90 know this very well. The neighbor’s mother is also their mother. She can scold a toddler that she has hardly given birth because “education is not limited to the domestic home”. Thus, the neighborhood turns out to be a large house. Elysée Razanamonina remembers it: “ My parents moved to Tamatave in 1987 to work there. I was 12 at the time. Every Wednesday afternoon, we have no lessons. So my friends and I were carrying around everywhere. 800 meters from home, there is a grandmother who had bread trees in her home. While the lady was sleeping, we climbed on the tree to steal large bread fruit. One day, our neighbor saw us. She was screaming with anger. She was waiting for us at the foot of the tree. Tired of being suspended for a long time, I slipped. And here she caught me by the shirt to bring me home, then she left to do her shopping. In turn, my mother, paralyzed, began to thunder ».
This practice, the sociologist Arsène Jao explains it: ” In fact, the population was not yet so numerous. The inhabitants knew each other. As soon as a child leaves his home, everyone knows who he is, who is his parents. So, it has an interest in treating its image so as not to be the shame of the family. In addition, the locality requires that its offspring be well high, because when an individual commits a fault, the first question asked by the villagers, he comes from where this one? And the answer: Surely, it is not from here! ». However, migration has always existed. And those who come to work also comply with the regulations imposed by Zanatany (Aboriginal) hence the song of Fenoamby in “Mbola Tsara”. In his second verse, the artist underlines “Tompotanana Mba Mañaja Vahiny. Sady Vahiny Koa Mba Mañaja Teña ”, literally, residents must welcome the foreigner, and this must be attentive. The singer reflects what was said.
In addition, the stress of the daily life caused by the outbreak of the price of basic necessities (PPN) and the vertiginous increase in food prices, the persistence of the economic crisis radically transformed thought. Therefore, no one has time to visit a neighbor who has just moved. On the other hand, curled up on the smartphone, squatting with the video game controller in the hands, look fixed on the computer screen, the Z and Alpha generation categorically ignore what surrounds them. Google solves problems with one click, although the solutions are not adapted to the situation especially when you live in a neighborhood called Antafiama. Anyway, it is impossible to turn back. It must also be admitted that the company is progressing, forced to get in tune! However, in a country like Madagascar, technology is not used wisely. Social networks are rings of settling of scores. Regarding urban expansion, the village of yesterday has transformed into a wildly agglomerated city. The holidays are now organized only for loved ones. Restricted for lack of means, but extended until 4 am. “” Before, we advised the neighbors to organize parties, it is also to hear from family members. Today is each their own business. Whether you are sick or in great shape, your neighbor will put the volume thoroughly », Notifies a 60 -year -old lady.
In short, the ” It’s not my onions », Bon above everything. Filming an individual in danger following a road accident or a street fight is very natural. The crisis should be an opportunity to support each other. On the other hand, the uncomfortable Western culture promotes this retrograde mentality. THE fihavanana So much cited and always on the tip of lips is only an illusory fantasy!
ISS HERIDINY
