MAROC : Voyage au Pays des Sens – À la rencontre des peuples de l’Atlas – Documentaire voyage – AMP

MAROC : Voyage au Pays des Sens – À la rencontre des peuples de l’Atlas – Documentaire voyage – AMP

My first impressions, upon arriving at
Jama el Fna Square, were the noises… the music… the smells!
In Marrakech, all roads converge towards this legendary place.
And my first encounter is with a little inhabitant of the Atlas… Hello monkey! Can I
touch his head? He won’t bite me? Yes, madam. I’m going to hold my dog, I would like to know
just how it’s done. Because actually you see this is the only chance I have to
touch a monkey. When you are blind you don’t necessarily see images. Ah, he has a very small head.
Oh wow, what’s wrong with him, why is he jumping on me like that?
He’s still pulling my hair, just saying
, but… I’m not really reassured. Hello, can you show me?
Ah, you have to put your fingers there. Marrakech is the city of the
senses. And since I’m missing one, I plan to use the
others to explore the city. Hello, it’s Sophie. With Pongo, I set off on a long journey.
I don’t see. So I’m going to take the world in my arms, feel it, touch it.
But above all, I will share my encounters with you and help you discover
the world differently. Looking at him, in the eyes of others.
Souk and tanners Here we are in a place where there is no more sun,
it is dark, darker in any case. Very relaxing compared to Jama El
Fna Square and it seems a little less touristy all the same, there are also more
real people if you can say that, who work, who walk around with their carts, their
donkeys, they tell us to move aside so that they can pass more peacefully.
We can smell them too, donkeys have a smell. I happily lose myself in
the coolness of the medina… The smell of leather fills the stalls… Leatherwork is
the specialty of Marrakech. I set off in search of the
tanners’ souk. This is where the skins are prepared. And it’s easy to find:
just let yourself be guided…by the smell! Hello, how are you? Ah, well,
take the mint, it’s the gas mask. Ah, it’s the gas mask. It’s
true that it doesn’t smell very good in here. I was looking for the souk, where is it?
Is it over there? You follow my dog.  Yala yala. On the left my dog.
It smells strong, eh, it smells of death, it smells of skin, it’s horrible.
Even on the ground it’s all dirty, full of I don’t know what, I prefer not to know.
Where am I going? But what is this water on the ground? Oh my God, where are we my dog?
Good morning ! How are you ? You are welcome, madam. THANKS ! Are you taking me for a little
ride? To discover the souk a little? All right.
Come on, my dog, get down from there. When the skins are brought to us, we
soak them to wash them, to remove the salt. Come over here! What are these people doing here? There they are cutting the
skins. I’ll give you gloves, so you can touch them… Oh okay, well I’d like
gloves then! THANKS. can i take it?
So this skin… Ah it’s horrible!
No, don’t be afraid… it’s goatskin. And what stage is she at
? She’s all wet, she looks all wet, all cold. That’s how the skins are at the end… I’ll check if the hairs are gone… Okay, OK. Ah, he actually went down into
the tank, I feel like… That’s goatskin. What product is
in it to remove hair? It’s lime. With some kind
of acid. This is what removes the hair. Ah, it’s acid!
But isn’t it dangerous to be standing like that
in the tank where there’s acid? Yes, it is dangerous for the hands and
feet, that’s why I wear gloves. I have a tiny hole in my
waders, and water might get in…. You shouldn’t stay in them too long, because it’s dangerous. It can
eat away at the skin until it bleeds… And so it worked, has the hair
already gone? Are you happy with the result? Yes, if you want to touch, you can… Uh… I’m not sure I really
want to! I’m a little bit of a wimp… Touch…. touch how
supple the skin has become. Ah, but it’s all sticky! Ah, that’s
horrible. She’s all slimy. It’s sticky because the
product burns the hair! This isn’t very appetizing! It’s funny,
it’s not a dream job anyway! Do you have children? Yes And do you want them to do the
same job as you or especially not? No, to be honest, I would prefer
my children to study and have a good job.
I work hard for them, and I don’t want them to suffer the same
fate as me. I’ve been working for 20 years, and I can’t even afford a moped!
We barely earn 1000 dirhams a month, 80 €… it’s not worth all the work we
do, the risks, the illnesses… Thank you very much Mustafa, I
learned thousands of things… I ‘ll give you back the gloves. I’m keeping
the mint, it can always be useful. Thank you Mustafa, and good luck, see you soon! It was nothing ! My dog ​​in front. Bslama
Goodbye! We will be able to leave, I admit with pleasure,
the tanners’ souk, it is still quite difficult to sniff these smells, I
sincerely pity the people who have to work there regularly, every day it must be quite
difficult, I am not sure that we will get used to it. Come on Pongo, let’s breathe deeper… Ouch, whoa. Well, that’s it, it’s
done, it had to happen one day. Now that I know how to
tan hides, I really want to learn how to work with leather.
And for that, you have to go see Brahim… Hello! Good morning ! How’s it going ? I’m doing well.
Yala, yala, hand in hand. …He works in one of the
oldest craftsmen’s caravanserais, in the heart of the old city.

Slowly, quietly… Here, there is a craftsman who works with wood…
There, there is a chest… it is made of cedar wood. Ah, it’s cedar! There’s metal too, right?
I hear someone banging on something? Yes, there are some who also work with metal.
This craftsman makes chandeliers for mosques. Metal?!
Ah, here we go, are we entering the workshop? Yes. Salam Alikoum
Hello! How are you ? I’m
fine, thank you very much! Come on, come on…. Come on, I’ll sit down, thank you!
So what do you do with the slippers? Is that it, he makes slippers? Yes. This is the leather from which
slippers are made: it’s cow! Can I help you try to make one? Yes, come on, give me your hand…and hit! So we have to try to flatten that? Hit, hit! That’s it… Oh, sorry dog… I flattened his skin,
we can make shoes out of it! How many slippers can you make with this?
Can we make 2 or 3 slippers? 4 slippers! a dog for 4 slippers! Never seen before! Deal done! How much ? Good slippers! What’s his name? Pongo ! We will call them Pongo slippers!! Poor thing! Luckily he does
n’t understand, he’d be scared! Here, take this…. We put this one, then we take this one
, which we put like this? This is where we sew. So how do we do it? Do you have
big needles? Because there, the sole is super thick! There are two of them. Ah, there are two needles!! Yes, 2 needles…. The 1st to make
the hole, so that the 2nd can pass through. Ah, you have to make the hole first! Like this… There you go… The two needles cross
and come out at the same time. Touch the inside… They all look comfortable.
And what do we put inside them to make them a little soft like that? We put cotton or a sponge…like that. Oh okay, let’s put this… When you put your foot down, it’s soft. Yeah, I see that! And how many slippers do you make
per day, how many pairs? we make 2! 2 pairs of slippers!
Oh yes, so it takes a lot of time, all the same, to make slippers… And now, what do you
do? Why are you typing? I flatten the edge…
touch… I flatten the edge… Oh, you’re flattening? This is so that the sole grips well…
So that people don’t get sore feet! And you, for example,
how long have you been selling them? 20 years! It was
my grandfather’s workshop. We have been making all kinds of slippers for 30 years! We’ll make you a pair.  What
size shoes do you wear? 39! what color? What color? I don’t know. Orange ? Red ? Red is pretty. Yeah red, very good! Sold for red. Okay, when are they ready? Tomorrow. Tomorrow ? God willing , then I’ll come back and
get them tomorrow, Inshallah! Meanwhile, Brahim told me that you ca
n’t understand Marrakech without seeing an extraordinary garden…
at the other end of the city… Hello, excuse me, I’m actually
looking for the entrance to the Majorelle Garden? This way. This way, that is? Tell me ? On the right?
On the right my dog. Very well, thank you very much
sir and have a nice day. You’re welcome, madam. Come on, my dog, in front.
Perfect. These are the gardens of the
French painter Jacques Majorelle. A haven of calm in the heart of the city… it
seems like the noise has stopped at the door… Hello. Hello, nice to meet you. Well, likewise, thank you for having me.
I am delighted to have this experience with you. Well, me too. Bernard, the artistic director,
is going to show me his paradise… It’s there that Majorelle
invented his famous blue… But blue, for me, doesn’t mean
much… it has to be put into words… When Jacques Majorelle had
his studio built in 1931, he decided to paint it
blue. He wanted a very special blue so it’s an ultramarine
with a little bit of red in it. Does that mean he had it made? It is made especially
for him. And we do it again, we do it regularly. It is the mixture
of pigments that gives this intensity of blue. But then it’s a blue, what dark?
If there is red, is it rather dark? It’s overseas, there’s a hint of
red in it. It is a very intense blue. And so, I’ve heard a lot about blue
here, of course. Which for me is a little bit abstract? How would you define
blue, what does it make you think of? If you had to help me understand what
this blue is, what would you tell me? The sea. The sea? for you it’s blue like the sea? The sea in Martinique perhaps. But
there are certainly other words that are more… Yes, I found it to be a
modern blue at the same time, electric. Well, thank you very much. It was a pleasure
chatting with you. Thank you, have a good end of your stay. We’re going to turn around. We hear pigeons,
turtledoves, cuckoos, and little things that go “kouikoui”. Yes, they start early, I noticed that.
How nice it is in this garden. And then we arrive in front of the cactus garden. Ah yes, the third part of the
garden that we hadn’t seen yet. The bad part. Yes, but the pretty part, I
really like cacti, they are among my favorite plants. They are not always
very nice but they are very pretty. Come on, there you go. These are the most treacherous, the traitresses.
But it’s beautiful because it’s fleshy. It’s a shame because we really want to
take it in our hands and cuddle it. So we have another one on the other side
of the garden, which is extraordinary. No, he’s okay, he’s quiet, he’s
nice, oh no, he’s very nice. Oh my gosh, he was very affected by time. It is the date palm. Ah okay it’s not the same… Ah but
yes it’s true that we can climb the date palms to go and
pick the dates right? That’s how people do it, right?
They are hanging on, can we climb? They cling to it, they climb along the
trunk, they go and cut the date branch. They will eat the dates. And there’s someone down there who picks them up. You’re talking about them eating up there, yes I’m sure. No, no, no. And then, if you touch a little
lower, you are on the roots AH are these the roots which
are outside the earth? So here you come to a
plant that is extraordinary. Oh she’s funny. Full of small bunches. So this is a plant that is
popularly called the money tree. The money tree? For what ? If you
shake it, none fall! In every house you must have
this, because it brings good luck. Have you tried it at home? Oh well, I have one, of course. So, are you wealthy? That works ? Well, I’m not poor. It’s time for me to
leave the Majorelle Gardens. Ah, we’re getting to a bit more lively place,
right? there are suddenly more people. The time for prayer is over.
Everyone came back outside. It smells good, there are
restaurants nearby, right? Yes, all these are cafes,
typical restaurants. Oh yes, that’s it. It’s starting
to smell good, I’m hungry; There’s tagine, couscous,… Oh yes. On the coachman’s advice,
I’m going to invite myself to Hassan’s house. Apparently he makes the
best soup in Marrakech! So, we’ll try to find
the doorbell, it’s there. Good morning ! Sophie, how are you?
This is Mr. Larbi. Good morning ! How are you ? Good morning ! Larbi…
Salam Alikoum, my name is Sophie. My aunt… My mother… Hello…
So I was told that this is where they make the best soup
in Marrakech, in Jama El Jna Square, is that true? Oh yes, it’s good, it’s
the harira from Marrakech! Do you want to help us make the soup? Yes ! Why not, since I’m here! Come cook! Hello everyone! Apparently there are people there too
… Everyone is busy.
Perfect. Tell me, what is the secret of
the best soup in Marrakech? So… first we put the chickpeas…. Should I put everything in? Yes. Then, the lentils. Ah, they’re dry, we don’t cook them beforehand…
So far it’s not very complicated. And then we add the coriander and the
spices… And that… is the pepper… Aaah it smells good! Paprika… a little bit. Paprika, we can go for it, it’s good.
I like it when there are spices! It gives the color. The color and the taste too. Now we’re going to grate the tomatoes. Oh, we grate the tomatoes? Should I
put it all in like that? Grate… Hey, we have to hurry! Yes, Mom.. Did you see the time?! ! I’m going to grate my fingers… It’s
funny, I’ve never grated tomatoes before! Okay, that’s done… What is
this?? a small bag? What’s in it? Saffron! Ah, saffron!….
Ah, onions make your eyes water
… Grating onions can make your eyes water!
There I am, already sniffing. So, do you make this soup every day
too, Larbi? For how long? Yes, we always made
soup! It’s good, harira. You sell it, but you also eat it? Larbi: Yes! I can’t smell anything, my nose is so blocked
from crying over the onions… When we light the fire,
you’ll be able to smell it! Should I put everything in?
All the water! …And there you have it. And what is that? the cover. I screw? This is a baby soup, just to show me
how it’s made. And the big pot, where is it? Where is the tall one
I see? How tall is she? The big one, she’s here… Oh yes!!! She’s huge! It contains 400 liters. And how long does it have to cook for,
for example? 3 hours. And when it’s ready, head to
Jama El Fna Square! So, are we off? I climb on it
? Oh but it’s easy! Here I am with Pongo in the middle of Harira’s pots… ouch,
it’s hot, I burnt my butt! Are you okay, do you have enough space
? Otherwise I can push the dog. So, do you go there every day? Every day. For how many years? We’ve been working like this forever. On normal days and
holidays… every day… Is harira a
family affair in your family? My grandmother – God bless her –
spent years selling Harira in Jama el Fna Square. When she passed away,
my mother took over. We’ve been immersed in harira since we were little
! And we will continue, and after us, our children and our grandchildren.
Soup runs in our veins! I hope we have a lot of customers tonight,
with all the soup you made! At nightfall, the square transforms
into a gigantic open-air canteen… There are kebab stands,
soup stands, the smell of food everywhere, right, left, in front, behind. So
Pongo is very, very interested in this area; he finds that Jama El Fna Square
is much more interesting in the evening than at midday. Anyway, what is certain
is that it smells rather good. There’s couscous, tagine,
salad, eggplant, peppers, pancakes, tartiflette, bouillabaisse, cassoulet… Tartiflette! What a funny idea, a
tartiflette in Morocco, no, it’s a joke? There are a lot of restaurants here. So how do you manage? Is there
work for everyone? Well, here it’s the chat that makes the difference. That’s okay for you, right? I am the Jean Reno of Marrakech. Oh yeah, that’s it. Don’t you find a little Jean Reno vibe in this? But in this little game, Bah Larbi is un-beatable. This way!
Come eat, my brother! Hassan, a soup!
There, another one! Where is the pot?
Where is Harira? Come on! She is here. Ah there you go! I recognize the big
pot we saw earlier! Half the pot is already gone! So,
my dear…(RZALA)… Do you want a bowl? Come, have a honey cake.
So what do you think? Thank you so much. Should I try it?
It’s fun to eat this with honey cakes. Otherwise, it
tastes like honey and lentils. Can you smell the chickpeas? She’s perfect! There
is a question I ask myself, which is very simple: how come there are
so many restaurants in Jama Eel Fna Square? The restaurants in Jama el
Fna Square are the best in Marrakech, there is a special atmosphere.
There’s the crowd, the animation, it’s popular… (the folklore!)
Hey, Larbi! …Yes, yes, wait… We’re here to let off steam, enjoy the show…
And you’ll always be welcome! Oh thank you!
Come back whenever you want, inshallah! Saturday is souk day for the
Berbers of the High Atlas, in the south of Morocco. The villagers come down from the mountains
to stock up at the market… Here we are in the souk of Asni with Pongo, Pongo who seems to me to be a local attraction,
the children chase me in packs of children. Wow, it smells good in here, I can smell it
. Hello Hello How are you? All right, are you shopping?

Yes. And what do you buy then? There may be a problem. Kan tkdaou khizou, azalime, maticha. Yalah tkda mraya?
I’m buying vegetables: carrots, onions, tomatoes… Do you
want to go to the market with me? Come on, with pleasure! Here we go ! Come on, Yallah. I think
it’s typically Berber to put
green beans in couscous, right? And henna! Ah, henna, is that it? Is it
in small, dry leaves? And it’s good! Hep hep hep, don’t touch Pongo.
There are times in life when we are glad not to see what is around us! We are in Berber land, a
people whose kingdom extended from the Sahara to the Nile. And here,
their language is Chleuh. Come on, yallah on the bus. In Chleuh, Berber calls himself “
Amazigh”: “Free man”. To understand their life, you have to follow
Driss to his village, way up there. But where do you live? To Tamguist. Is it far from here? 2 hours drive. We climb the Atlas, the
highest mountain in Morocco. In the past, it took 3 days by
mule to reach the valley. Today, it is a collective bus that breaks
the isolation of the villages, once a week. Come on, my dog, straight ahead. Hello children!
right OK right, my dog.

Tamguist, the village of Driss,
is perched at an altitude of 2000m. Is it there? OK
Salam Alikoum Here are the groceries, the herbs for the ksouksou! Ssoukssou? Wakha. For couscous? All right.
Welcome to our home! How are you ?
Hop! Hello, miss, are you well? Are you
doing well ? You’re really pretty, I must say. You’re so cute with
little pigtails and everything. But yes! Oh but it’s super high! Hop. Are we high in the mountains?
It’s suddenly cold. Yes, there is snow. There are many people living in
this village, is it a big village? 120 inhabitants. 120! AH it’s a very small village… Well
thank you very much for welcoming me here in any case, I’m very happy to be in this village.
You see, Pongo, it smells of
nature! Come see, look Driss invites me to spend
a few days with his family. Salam Alikoum

Alikoum Salam.  How’s it going ! Hello, my name is Sophie. Welcome. He’s my father! Haa! Okay, it’s your dad… I just walked home from
work at the Oukaïmeden ski resort. is it far? About 12km! You must be very hungry! It’s very far! …. We made a tagine.
Taste it to see if it’s good! Oh, we need some bread? Yes, take some bread. It’s good ? It’s delicious! I work at an altitude of over 3000m. We
see the highest peak in Morocco, at 4600m. Would you say
it’s difficult to live here? It’s a bit hard, yes, it’s cold in the village.
We have no heating, no fireplace, no forest, no wood to heat ourselves….
But thank God, we lack nothing… I would like to take a little tour of the
village tomorrow, do you think that’s possible? My pleasure ! Awesome ! Come on, eat… Among the Berbers,
we say: “eat and shut up!” “. The nights here are really very cold.
Mornings, not much warmer. But it’s still nice to have
a little tea on a terrace in the sun. Luckily
there is sun elsewhere. It’s a good time to go for a
walk with Badr, Mohamed’s friend. He is Berber too, he comes
from another village in the valley. (It’s a bit slippery!)
Getting around here isn’t always easy…. We’re going down there. Be careful, it’s a little slippery. I’m not sure I’ll finish the descent
standing up, I’ll end up on my butt. There is mud here. Pardon ! That’s it, it was my first fall
in a Berber village in Morocco! I hope this will be the last.

Oh, it’s not a big deal. It’s slippery here, it’s full of rocks. And is it just like that, or is there
a point where it gets flatter? Uh, there are little bits that are flat. And how do people live here? What
makes them eat? Is it agriculture…? Agriculture, and a little bit of goats.
There we go to the left there is the stream. And on the right there are houses,
right? I feel walls. Yes there are houses, well felt! What are they made of? This house is made with
stones glued together with rammed earth. It’s a bit modern and traditional. And where would the rammed earth be? That ? Yes, that’s it. With a little bit of pebbles. Yes, it looks a bit like plaster, and
what color is the rammed earth? I don’t even know. Uh, the rammed earth is a bit light brown. And is that typical of the region?
Is this typical of Berber villages? It’s the color of the earth, that’s how it is. We have the impression that there is a bit of
modernity in the village, there are old houses and all that, but do we
hear music when we pass here or there? Yes. And since when has there been electricity,
for example, here in these villages? Maybe 5 years now Oh yeah so it’s still relatively recent. Yes, it’s very recent. What does the little one want? The little one says that the girl wants to
talk to me about the party, that’s interesting! Maybe they want to invite us? I don’t know, we’ll see. Who knows! Good morning. We’re having a party, do you want to come?

Well let’s go! I was just joking, I didn’t think she was actually going to invite us.

I see there are only girls there! I’ll describe the atmosphere to you: there are about
ten, a dozen girls… Yeah, and they’re dancing? They dance, they are happy!
In fact, it’s a kind of Berber boom of young teenage girls?! So !
That’s right, they’re 15 years old? Yes, you felt it right. Yes, that’s right, from the voice, I
guessed that they were young. Are you coming in and dancing with them? Come on, I’ll try.
I’ve never danced with just girls like that. Just young girls… Plus it was
a total improvisation because obviously they are much more used to dancing than I am
. All this in a kind of energy in which we let ourselves be carried away… There we go, we
let ourselves be carried away, that’s exactly what I was saying! Sophie! If you want us to go back… The villages of the High Atlas may be
isolated, but they are still full of life. We are in good company, if we get lost,
we can ask the children for directions. And their school, is it far
from here? when they go to school? We leave in the morning at 7am and arrive at 8am. The school is an hour’s walk from here. An hour’s walk! and they go there every
day on foot? Whether it’s cold, whether it’s hot, whether there’s snow…? Adftoum ssiss didarn?
and you always go there on foot? Yes ! Do

girls go to school too? Yes of course ! School is good, we learn French,
and lots of other things… so as not to be ignorant!

Wait, let the beast pass, you let the sheep pass. What do you want to do
for a living? Do you already know? I want to be a teacher. And you ? doctor! I don’t know… Businessman!!

Ah, you want to earn a lot of money!
Lots of dirhams!! Bzef dirhams! In the village, you meet people at every step.
A woman calls out to us from her terrace. THANKS ! Oh but we can see
the sun a little, it’s perfect! This time it’s for drinking tea. As
the legendary Berber hospitality dictates. Ah, the tea is coming, I hear the cups,
the little glasses going clinking.  Have you lived here your whole life? I got married when I was
12, and I have lived in the village ever since. right here? Yes. I was born in the village
and married there. So what is life like here? Koulou taouri? N’guir imkli i ikhdamn,
ralf lbhaym, atkkhdamn r’ Oukai meden. My occupations? I prepare
food for those who work, and I feed the animals. Men work at Oukaïmeden, the ski resort.
Watch out, it’s hot… You’re still not married? It’s destiny! Ssmakoul guigui, lhayate
atzray, tifilkhine ftante! It’s not a question of destiny!
It must come from you, believe me! Look at me, life goes by
fast… and so do girls! She’ll find you a wife
in the village, you’ll see! But Fadma doesn’t spend her
days drinking tea. Berber women work hard. Fadma wants me to share
her daily tasks. Bring the bucket! I have always been afraid of cows, but as long as
they are horned animals, I am wary. The little cow is very thin, you can feel
her ribs. A cow has quite soft fur, I knew absolutely nothing about it,
I had never had the courage to touch these animals even though I had
seen them since I was very young. Here I am, milking the cow. Can I try? It’s hard, you know… I don’t even know where
the pee is, that’s a pee!
come on, shoot! PULL ! In my memory, they had bigger ones and that
‘s funny about cows… Maybe it was because I was a little girl and
therefore had much smaller hands. I did n’t remember. There she is, moving, she’s getting angry.
I’ll try not to get hit! Can I come with you to get the grass? Yes yes.

Here we go ? come on, yallah! Nothing is simple on the
Berber paths, really! Here we are. We’re going to mow. Okay, it’s there… okay. There isn’t much
grass, there are mostly leaves. It’s inaccessible to animals.
That’s why we mow the grass. How do you do it? Look! …like that… it’s hard, you have to put energy into it! Be gentle… Do you need more?

Well, I don’t know, how much does the cow want?! We’ll take a lot,
because the cow eats a lot. Ah, she’s a greedy cow!
All the field work is done by women? It’s hard to do what we
do, to mow the grass, very hard… And to bend down.
But this is our daily life. I will carry the bag. No, no, leave it, my daughter will take it…. It’s time to go back to the village. My friends from the party promised
to come and do my henna before I left. I’ll make patterns for you.

I trust you, do what you want with my hands!
I’m going to have pretty patterns and big lines on the other one… and I
love it, I’m using it as a puppet! The first time you do henna on
a young girl, how old is she? There is no age limit for henna, we have been
using it since we were little. Same baby! We get together with friends, we
tell jokes, we laugh… do we say bad things about boys?! Sometimes, yes!
There you go, I hope you like it! See you soon ! Thanks, well listen Pongo, stay where you
are, and I don’t know, I’m going to count sheep
while I wait for it to dry. I regretfully leave Tamguist
and the children of the High Atlas. I continue my journey in
Berber land towards the west, and the plains of Essaouira….
where goats climb trees! For centuries, argan trees have provided the
Berbers with a precious oil: argan oil. Tarab will reveal to me the secrets
of this amazing tree… Ah, it’s there, I spotted it,
I heard footsteps, hello! Hello Sophie, how are you? How are you doing? Do we kiss like in Morocco? Exactly. So
what does an argan tree look like? It is a tree like
olive trees but it is a little different. Can I touch it?

Yes you can touch it, there are little leaves Ouch! it stings! It’s worse than a cactus Yes, it stings Has this type of tree always been in Morocco? Yes, the only place where you can find
argan trees is in the south of Morocco, between the Essaouira area and
Guelmim. There you go, did you see? And it’s amazing, it has huge peaks! Yes, they look like a wild form! There you go, that’s it. You come near me, I’ll bite you. Here is the fruit of the argan tree,
it’s small now Ouch Be careful, I apologize It doesn’t matter. Yeah it’s tiny. It will mature in May.
The harvest is done in June and July. It must be hot when you’re picking. Yes, it is really hard work, the
picking up. He also has scorpions everywhere… I imagine, lots of stinging animals. The
trees are already stinging, so if animals get involved. Yes.
Would we go to the cooperative to see
how this oil is made? Yes, we’ll go there with pleasure. Here we go ? I’ll follow you then. Tarab runs a cooperative made
up entirely of women, who make argan oil
and share the profits. Here you go, come in, welcome
to the Imin’tlit cooperative. THANKS. From Imin’tlit? Is this Berber? Yes, it’s a Berber name… Does that
mean anything?

Which means “together” Together, ah well that’s a rather
good idea for a cooperative

You saw, here is the
Argan fruit, you want to touch it there. Ah, here are the little nuts.
It looks very very hard. Yes, before it was women who
made them by hand but now we have a machine to make
the task easier for women. You want to do? Well, why not? So. We fill it up. We’re going to pour this into
the machine’s funnel, you see? Yeah, it’s high.
Tac There you go, it’s very simple. And then we’re going to put this basket on top.
Ah yes, that’s what collects. So, to operate the
machine it is very simple. Do I press a button? Yes
Ah yes it’s not very complicated. We hear a noise so the nuts are
falling but where are the shells going? There it is, behind it. Separation is easy.
Yes, that’s good. It’s not perfect, I see there’s some left. It’s not perfect, but it’s
still very good for us. So we’re going to sort? There are some that look
almost more like hazelnuts, it’s funny. Okay, we’re almost done. Well yes I think we did pretty well We arrive at the crushing room Okay Here we crush the fruit Salam Alikoum! Can you take off your shoes? Ah, you have to take off your shoes, okay. It’s this way. OK. So I take a nut and
what do I do with it? I’ll give you the big ones like
this, it will help you at the beginning. I type? Yes.
Watch your fingers, because I’m really not good at it.
I’m afraid of hitting myself on the fingers. You have to hit hard. This nut doesn’t move at all. What a liter requires is 35 kilos of fruit . Okay. And then we crush it, he
gives us 2.5 kilos of that. Okay, and that makes 1L? Yes. Well we understand why it’s
such an expensive oil. Yes, that’s it when you see how it’s made… Small scratches? I see it clearly,
so I have to tap on it? Yes. Ouch! Did you hurt your finger? I slapped myself on the wrist
but at least I did it, YES! You get the fine, did you get it? Yes, Ah my first amendment! I understand that it
takes 35kg to make a liter, it’s very small. Yes. So, how many women
work in the cooperative? There are 32 of us women working in the cooperative.
Women’s work was frowned upon at first, but now it’s very good. Do
you hear the sound? Yes, absolutely it’s not at all the same sound
when you succeed. They go at a speed. Yes, because it’s their job. And all his women are paid by the number..? By the number of kilos they gain per day.
40 dirhams per kilo. And still it helps. It allows them to live.
Well, as for me, I really won’t be paid
very much, given the time I put in. I hear children in the patio… Yes, it’s the children of these
women who go to school. Okay, some kind of daycare for the
children of these working women? This is the room that smells
good. Why does it smell good? Yes, it smells good because that
‘s the smell of argan oil. Okay, so that’s the
almonds as we know them. Yes, that’s what we grind. Unfold your legs I’m afraid to put my shoe in them. No. Afterwards, you will turn.
After grinding the almonds, there is a paste that comes down.
From time to time in the center, you have to take a little bit off
so that the fines go down; Okay, I understand. Twice That’s it, I’m hired Come on, hurry up Hurry up, she tells me, I’m dreaming! We
don’t have to be unpleasant, otherwise Pongo will bite! Attention !
So, once we have this dough, what happens
? What’s the next step? The next step is mixing. Can she help you? She said yes! So how do we do it, show me? Does that
make you laugh? Do you put your hands like this? Yes, that’s it, that’s fine, yes. In fact, the goal is to remove the oil
because at the bottom there is mostly fat. Now there is the filtration, don’t crush it. I’m ruining it for him. When we were little, we stayed with our
mother while she was mixing, and she gave us this
dough to make animals. Squeeze, squeeze out the
argan oil, collect all that is inside; I have my hands full, actually. What’s the point
after this paste? What do we do with it? It’s like a shampoo to wash your
hair, it’s very good. And it is also used for cattle feed, it is
a very very interesting and very rich cattle fattening agent.
Come on, make another one. This time I’m going to make… A camel? No, it’s too complicated! A fish.
Here I made a fish. That’s good, we’ll keep it as a souvenir.
This is the work you did. No, that’s what the others do, but… That’s the cooking oil
that you’re… It’s very, very close to the smell of hazelnuts.
So, what do we use it in, salads, etc.? Salads, tagine etc. but eating it
cold is better to keep its virtues. All right. In any case, a big, big thank you. You’re welcome, it was a pleasure. I must say a very, very, very
big thank you to all the women who welcomed me and I’m sorry to have left a
really ugly fish instead of making a pancake. With the Berbers, I will have shared:
The impromptu party of the young girls of Tamguist… The secrets of the argan tree, the goat tree…
And the smiles of the children of the High Atlas…

Cette série offre un regard nouveau sur notre planète, celui de Sophie Massieu, journaliste et aveugle de naissance, et son chien Pongo.

Evidemment, pour Sophie pas question de juger les personnes à leur apparence mais bien sur leur psychologie et leur manière de vivre. Cette différence donne lieu à des rencontres touchantes et étonnantes grâce aussi à la présence de son dalmatien, particulièrement bien dressé pour accompagner une non voyante.

Ensemble, ils nous font découvrir le monde et ses paysages somptueux d’une autre façon.

✋Les plus belles destinations, c’est ici 👉 https://bit.ly/2Vlfz9o 👈 Abonnez vous ! 🙏

Marrakech est la ville des sens et sa mythique place Jemaa El Fna offre un tourbillon de sons et d’odeurs : la musique des Gnawas, le parfum des dates et des oranges.

Au sud-est du Maroc, dans les montagnes enneigées du Haut Atlas, s’étale le pays berbère.

Sous la rudesse de son climat se cache l’hospitalité légendaire d’un peuple fier et chaleureux qui accueille Sophie dans des villages reculés, entourés de hauts sommets.

Titre : Maroc : Marrakech + En pays berbère
Un film de Raphael Aupy
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