Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the EastHume-Griffith, M. E.
Philosophy
Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the East
Hume-Griffith, M. E.
Arabian Peninsula -- Social life and customs; Iran -- Social life and customs
Natives often use a single inflated skin for travelling down the
river, sometimes even going as far as Baghdad on one. This latter
feat a man has been known to accomplish in twenty-four hours. It is
by no means as easy as it looks, to balance yourself on a skin; when
bathing we have often tried, but found it very difficult. The Arabs
use these skins as ferry-boats when the river is unfordable. They
take off their garments and tie them round their head as a turban,
so that when they reach the opposite side their clothes are quite dry.
In a village near Mosul I have seen women crossing the river in this
way, many of them carrying a child on her back in addition to a large
bundle of clothes which she has been washing in the river. The Arabs,
both men, women, and children, are quite at home in the river--swimming
as easily as ducks, and playing all manner of games in the water; it is
quite interesting to watch them from a distance. The women do not take
off their long loose garment, but just hold the skirt of it in their
teeth if it impedes their swimming. Last summer we were staying for a
time at a castle quite near the river, about an hour's ride from Mosul;
while there we bathed almost every day, a small wood running to the
edge of the water acting as a convenient dressing-place. The owner of
the castle gave notice to all the villagers that the wood was "hareem"
each afternoon, so we were always quite private. I engaged the services
of an Arab woman to teach me to swim whenever my husband could not be
there. She could swim like a fish herself, but had no idea of teaching
any one else; however, before our holidays were over I had mastered
the art. She would make me put one hand on her shoulder and then
call out: "Now, kick"--that was the sum total of her instructions,
"kick"! The river is considered very dangerous for bathing unless
you know it well. Shortly before we were there last year, an Arab
woman had been drowned. She was a good swimmer, and was swimming
in deep water, when suddenly she called out that she was drowning,
and before any one could go to her rescue she sank, and was quickly
carried down the stream by the current; when the body was recovered
life was quite extinct. For a few days the women were too frightened
to bathe in that place, thinking that death was due to something in
the water; but when we arrived a fortnight later they had apparently
quite recovered from their fright, and were bathing as usual.
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