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
Swearing is very largely indulged in by men and women alike; it seems
to come as naturally to them as swimming to a duck. Originally the
words "wallah," "yallah," "billah," were used as swear expressions;
but are now looked upon more as ejaculations equivalent to our "good
gracious!" "goodness!" &c.; the real swear words being "wallahi,"
"billahi," &c. Some of the women cannot keep the expression wallah
out of their conversation, though I try hard to persuade them to do
so. For instance, a visitor comes; you remark to her on the extreme
heat. "Wallah," comes the answer, "it is hot!" Or you inquire after
some member of her family. "Wallah, she is very ill," is the reply.
I was visiting one day in a Moslem house, and the old mother-in-law
said to me, "What has happened to X.?" mentioning her daughter-in-law;
"she never swears now!" I was indeed thankful for this unexpected
tribute to that woman's efforts. We started an anti-swearing society
amongst a few of the women; it was quite funny to see how they
endeavoured to keep back the old familiar words which had been on
their lips since childhood.
One little boy joined with the women, and he found it hardest of
all; but when we left he was still persevering. He learnt the Ten
Commandments by heart, so whenever I heard him use a swear word I
made him repeat the third commandment.
The women are terribly fond of couching their denials in the form
of oaths, as "May my hand be broken," "May I become blind," "May my
interior become dried up if I did such and such a thing!" It makes
me shiver sometimes to hear them swearing to a lie in this way;
and I often tell them that if God only took them at their word,
they would be stricken blind many times over.
It is not an unknown thing for women to resort occasionally to fighting
as a pastime, but I am thankful to say I have not seen much of it. A
woman came to the Dispensary once with a fearful-looking hand: the
thumb was about six times its normal size and had become gangrenous. My
husband said the only possible cure was amputation; to this the woman
would not consent. She said that a short time before she had been
fighting with another woman, who had bitten her thumb in her fury. I
asked this woman what she had done to her opponent. "Oh," she said,
"I only pulled out her hair!"
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