Bonne Fete from Togo!

Happy Tabaski! Or Happy Eid al-Adha (for those not in West Africa).

The celebration of Tabaski started off last night with a neighborhood wide soccer tournament

Today is Tabaski, the Muslim holiday which celebrates the festival of the sacrifice. The day honors the prophet Abraham’s willingness to sacrafice his first born son as an act of submission to  God until God  intervened and allowed him to sacrafice a ram instead.

Last night I joined in the celebration by particpating in the neighborhood`s Tabaski soccer tournament. Young adults organized into eight different teams -  seven male teams and one female team. The small patch of dirt in front of the mosque was transformed in to a soccer field. The rules went as follows:

1. Three men or  four women were allowed to play at one time.

2. No rough play ( meaning no contact such as pushing or kicking of other players)

3. If the team tied at the end time period the winner would be determined using penality kicks into the small but ungaurded goal. This served as a test of the players aim.

In the end, the female team was undefeated. This is our victory picture:

Girl Power: the women are the undefeated champions

The soccer festivities continued well past 1am. Despite the late night, me and my friend Kamal woke up early to join more than 2,000 people for today’s 9am prayer.

Holly and Kamal are dressed to kill... or in this case prayer

I am not Muslim but I previously lived with a Muslim family in Cameroon who taught me how to pray. Despite my basic familarity, I have never particpated in prayer before in a large public space and, as the only white person in the bunch, I did’t want to stick out even more by doing it wrong.   I laid out my borrowed prayer mat next the line of women that had formed 100 feet behind the line of men facing the direction of Mecca. When the Iman began the prayer I watched the women next to me out of the corner of my eye and followed the steps which include standing, bowing, placing your forhead on the ground and sitting. It was amazing to join thousands of people performing this movements in sync.

After the prayer, it was time to get the cows and goats ready for sacrifice.

The men wash the cow to prepare it for sacrifice.

Each family sacrifices one animal for this holiday.  1/3 of the animal goes towards the family, 1/3 of the animal goes towards friends, and 1/3 of the animal goes to the poor.

Tonight I will be join my friends  for the feast. We will gather with the rest of the neighborhood around a large, round table to eat together and watch a performance of children dancing and reading from the Quaran.

Happy Tabaski and Bon Appetit!








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