Nasara is the word for white person. It is
not used negatively, but as a way to greet you (as a white person- almost like
hello).
When I first arrived in Chad, I was told
about the word ‘Nasara’. And I was afraid of it. This was a word that meant
‘white person’ - making me stand out and feel noticed, overly important and even
slightly offended. I’m not used to being noticed, looked at, and stared at by
total strangers. In fact, in Canada, I’m used to being invisible in the
streets, with no one even taking a second glance.
I learned that when walking down the
street, everybody that you meet (Side note: the Arthur theme song just came
into my head because of this.) that says hello, you should greet. In fact if
someone greets you it is very rude to not reply. They may say Bonjour, Hello,
Laphia (hello in Ngambai) or even just say Nasara. At the beginning, I was
nervous that I would be greeted with ‘Nasara’ and not realize it and then
offend someone. During our first visit to the market, I was very aware of what
was said and tried to listen for that ‘Nasara’ phrase which had almost become a
new name.
Now in Moundou, when I walk to Maddie or
Gene’s house (each about 5-10 minutes away from mine), I am slowed down mostly
by children shouting ‘Nasara’ with big smiles on their faces. They wave at me,
and sometimes we shake hands. Generally, it is fun and I do like interacting
with children, however at times I feel a little bit like a celebrity in Chad-
every child wants to greet me, and shake my hand. While this is great, I really
am no one special. Yet I am in the spot light and am beginning to understand
both the joys and the struggles this brings (For example sometimes I almost
fall in a puddle- when I look up there is almost always someone watching me and
we laugh.
I must admit the word ‘Nasara’ has lost its scariness. I now will respond to it without fear, and that even though at times I get tired of all the attention and stares, I do enjoy waving at excited children.
I must admit the word ‘Nasara’ has lost its scariness. I now will respond to it without fear, and that even though at times I get tired of all the attention and stares, I do enjoy waving at excited children.
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