Your husband shouts at you all day, and it’s about me. My feet were going deep into the mud and water, and I was getting tired. Why don’t we ask Mustapha if he’d like to have her? What is it? 92 Driss ben Hamed Charhadi That’s right. There’s no water here, she said. If anybody says I did, make him step up here and face me. And because I’m wearing these old trousers. 242 Driss ben Hamed Charhadi She went in. Just with rocks. We walked along the street talking. Good morning, he said. As far as the Soussi’s store. I slept in the stall where they kept the straw. Why did you make signs to me and tell me not to put my head inside El Mernissi’s window? Travelers get in line! I said. I said nothing to my mother. We went out in the afternoon and began to pick beans. That’s the way the world is, isn’t it? Poor thing! He had one bad foot. I gave him a chair and he sat down. Her face had turned yellow. It’s an orphanage, and I’m an orphan. Seudiya said: No. Do you like him? I thought we’d talked about that long ago, I said. Good-bye. You ought to eat, both of you. Then Mseud came up the stairs. e who b, LIVEBY_i-xii_1_404_1P.indd 1 If you want some money, we’ll try it this way. At sunset he came into the café and had a glass of tea with me. I did not see the men. When I woke up in the morning, I began to think: Now I’m going to the restaurant and work again all day, and he’ll give me food. How long has he been here? That’s what I like. A Life Full of Holes 259 You’ll have to go with me, I said. Hello, she said. P1: OTA/XYZ FM Come back. At noon each day I went to Mustapha’s house in Dradeb and ate. Your mother wants to see you. Finally Mustapha went over to the light-haired girl and said: Get up! He would come and say: Why are all my clothes still dirty? I asked him. Some day I’ll come. Where are you going to sell them? He said they were his. She made another glass of coffee. That’s fine, I said. I turned my face away so I would not see her. I took them back full. Ah, Ahmed! What’s the matter with you? And there’s no money to buy any, because Omar won’t give it to me. I’m working, and I’ll give you a little every few days and pay you back. Yes, said the shepherd. Yes. People or donkeys? Keep him going as far as where those men are cutting wheat, he said. Steamed rice with cinnamon and sugar on it. Have you got any kif in your pocket? I’m from Tanja. I got ready to go. He deserves them, I said. Nothing like that here, aoulidi. He used to go around the Souq Ndakhel from one café to another, with a tray of pastries to sell. Where are you coming from? Some give a quarter of a loaf and some give a half. Then I knew they had done it this way so I would not drink coffee at their house any more. He wanted the judge to think he was a real police informer, but I knew he had been arrested many times and put in jail like anybody else. One of the Moslem guards saw me. You don’t understand, she said. They put the melon seeds in the holes and covered them up with earth. 226 Driss ben Hamed Charhadi We could ask Farid’s brother Abdallah. You asked me to come back and work. Your boy here. I had to pour in alcohol first. What? François said: What are you smoking? I told him: Be patient. He undid the knot in the rag. The doctor bandaged my hand. So I did that, and she told me: That’s right! If you want me there, I’ll come. It doesn’t matter to me who he brings here. A dead tree? Each cell had a cabran who commanded there. You have to talk to my father, he told me. We went to sleep. But the man who was working at the saw before me was insured, I said. Six or seven days went by, and I did not see Rhanrha. he asked me. The food is on the table. A man was sitting in the empty space between. I looked for him everywhere. We don’t need anybody now. You bring her here and I’ll take her up with me. Caid Abderrahman had planted wheat there in El Adir. We began to go every day to the Joteya, to buy second-hand things for his house. Two years now. Now I’m working and I can save a little money. That’s right. The apocryphal material disclosed by this examination had its own philological and ethnographical interest, and would have filled a book by itself. François, he said. A man named Znagui. May Allah bless your parents. And so they ate, and I watched them. He gave Gordo the money, and we pushed the cart to the Jewish woman’s house. Do you forgive these whores? It was Sunday, and I was waiting for them to come back. My friends and I don’t say much about A Life Full of Holes after we uncover our mutual enthusiasm. Here’s your kif. A whorehouse is a place where anybody can go in and sit. But it did not last. But look out! A Life Full of Holes 289 And I walked along thinking: Omar’s still working on him. But if you do, I can’t say no. I never spoke with her again. Don’t go yet. And here you are mixed up like this with whores and savages! Then a man answered: Na’am? That’s between you two. What a café! What’s work? He did not care where I was, so long as I was not in his house. You know, he said, I’ve been giving Si Ahmed a few pesetas each day because he told me he’d buy me a pair of trousers for the Aïd el Kebir. 221 He stood pissing. At noon you bring the donkey and the saddle and the panniers. A girl cried: Eh, plowman in there! Stop thinking about the whores. Then we ask him to do his work. One day it rained very hard. Look at all the dust you’re making. He lives in Maine with his family. I saw him yesterday in a cantina. Then she went to the door and knocked. You won’t have to pay. When we got there he began to talk to his wife in front of me: Do you know what the shepherds did this afternoon? We said we would. That oven by the steps of Ibn Batuta. He was singing and we were walking around. She made signs with her hands, and so did I. What’s the matter? You work a little in the morning. 5/3/12 2:39 PM This work I’m doing up there is hard. he said. But tomorrow I’m going to tell the police in the Haouma dl Bnider. When she got home she told her husband: That boy. The yellow car came up behind me. And I don’t know you either. Everyone was on top of someone else. He was much bigger than I was. It’s nothing. Where are you from? I don’t know. Everybody had gone home except the guard. He’s a good man. Then I said I hadn’t got anything from it. I took off my jacket, my shirt, and my undershirt. Do something with him. And so each one of us asked his friends and family to bring him street clothes so that no one would be wearing jail clothes after we escaped. Now you’ve learned how to do this work. I kept walking until I got to the station. I decided not to go back. They carried them in their hands. I did not see his wife. One Thursday she came to see me. I took some eggs and bread and a can of peas. Good. He’s waiting for you. Nobody can trust either one of you. If you don’t, you know best. I’m going to pack up and go, and not come back. I’ve got ten rials on me. Take this and go. Don’t be afraid. We went by the oven, but the maallem was not there. And trouble follows me around, looking for me. And you haven’t paid me at all. She’s prettier and younger. When Omar had power in the Nazarene’s house, I hated him. They were eating beefsteak and eggs. How many people are there living in your house? Everything is old and dirty. If you put your head in his window, someday he’ll grab it. I can stand it out on the beach. How much do you want me to give you? I’m going to take them all to my orchard, so they’ll be happy. The kif is yours! He began to knock on the door. They’ll take you to the police station. Bring him to see us. We’ve got to finish a lot of work inside the café, Mustapha said. We can both work. So we sat down and rested a little. he asked me. Don’t worry about that, he said. I went out the kitchen door into the garden. If you want her, you can have her. I don’t know what I’m doing. Then my mother told my grandfather: I must go. Ouakha, I said. Here. It’s time to buy what you promised me. I didn’t break anything or hit anybody. I’ll ask inside in one of the cafés. Monsieur Joubert takes his cigarettes away from him. Here, Ahmed, he told me. In Tettaouen, I told him. Some days my mother’s husband gave 174 Driss ben Hamed Charhadi me two rials, and some days three. We went upstairs into the mosque and studied all afternoon. You’re only a boy. Just having a glass of tea. We talked a while. François did not care. One day I saw the Jew, and he told me he was going home. It’s dry. Ouakha. Where do you live? No. I’m just telling you the price. Come on, said El Fellah. Khaddouj! Yes, I said. There’s a woman here who has a child with her. One day I went out of the house by myself. Yes. Yes. When one of them went to a house I went with him. Send him out to work. What! He wants to say something to you. I would put my hands into my pockets and walk out whenever she came. You can stay. 205 One morning early while I was asleep, someone began to knock on the door of the café. And we A Life Full of Holes 99 ate. Spread it on the wall there to dry. I knew that the work would not go on very much longer once he was not there. I asked him if he would lend me two thousand francs until Marcel came back from Portugal. He was carrying a stack of wood on his back, and he had his basket in his hand. I’ll go out and get the tickets now, and at ten we’ll go. When they were nearly finished, a girl walked into the courtyard from the street. I cut a branch from a tree and shook it at the donkey. they were saying. Nobody was allowed 142 Driss ben Hamed Charhadi to speak in that cell. And he’s lost his ten thousand francs. We went back to the warehouse in Mogoga and filled some sacks with rolls of wire and carried them outside. Get up! Why did he bring him? You’ve got sandals on. Mustapha was there with a friend of his. Usually. They put me into the same cell where I had been before. Then they all stood close to each other and talked. Something like the food you gave us the other day. When they had gone he called me and said: Ahmed. Yes. Everybody knows they’re just for fun.” “That’s like my books. Nothing. The three o’clock train has gone. We were all happy doing our work. In a few minutes Mustapha came in with Znagui. I’ll manage to live somehow. François knew that Omar liked her and had slept with her. Bba Miloud said to the policeman: This one didn’t break anything or hit anybody. This is something new, I thought. I asked him to call a doctor for me. I sat down for a few minutes. If you can’t, he can. I took it off and carried it in my hand. she said. Have you got any money? Are you working or doing nothing? It’s not mine. There were people all around me. I knocked on the door. Just take them to the market and sell them to anybody who wants to buy them. I went with the woman to her house, got the bread, and carried it to the oven on my head. I said hello to my mother. There’s an American lady coming. I asked him. I asked her. I don’t know. Do as you like, I said. My mother was there. Some day he won’t be here and you’ll have to do it by yourself. I called. One of the workmen said: Ahmed! What have you got there? He took out a bill and gave it to me. One sack in front and one behind, and a guard on a horse shouting: Run! Stone hindiyats they call them. I asked him. Wait a little. Say it. 110 Driss ben Hamed Charhadi Me! That’s right. I swept the house and scrubbed the floor. See how they act when a man has money, and how different they are when he has none. So I kept on working there. You’ll have to tell Farid that we can’t keep him any longer. François looked at me. They don’t give us enough soap. My mother looked under her bed for the cloth she had wrapped my forty rials in, and brought it to me. Yes. Get out!
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