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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

I thought of some puns for this title, but they all seemed inappropriate.



This week in my slum a funeral was held; the ceremony went on several days and involved the whole community.

We were told the funeral was for an elderly woman who died of 'head problems'- we thought this meant a stroke or an aneurism. We thought wrong.

One of the older women in my class confided in me today, via a translator, that the dead woman had been a widow who lived with her son and daughter in law. She was too old to do any work and her son was very frustrated at having to care for her and bear the stigma associated with having a widow in the house- he and his wife gave her very little food and beat her often.

Last week, the old woman woke them up early because she was so hungry she was weeping. Her son and his wife were angry at having been woken and they beat her harder than usual- she sustained severe head injuries and died later that day.

Although everyone in the slum knows what happened, the police were not called (apparently they don't ever go to the slums) and the funeral service went as normal; with the son presiding at the funeral as is traditional.

So, essentially, there was a murder several doors down from my classroom last week, and everyones cool with it. I'm more than a little confused.

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