From the mines, through the embers and the moulds: objects as memories
Multaka volunteer Rachida shares the beautitful jewellery which was the last gift from a wonderful friend
"Seven years ago, I spent a wonderful evening with my friend Samira and Mrs Fadama, who showed us jewellery from Tzenit, a city in Morocco known as the Capital of Silver. This silver (Naqra) can be traditional or modern, heavy or light, simple or decorated.
"My friend Samira saw this ring and bracelet and said with joy, 'They’re beautiful, I’ll buy them'. The saying is true that 'silent jewellery is more influential on women than the sweetest words'. I asked Mrs Fadama if she had any more, but she didn’t. Suddenly, Samira took hers off and said, 'Take them, my dear friend”'.
"I didn't know it would be her last gift to me.
"The next morning, I received the news that Samira had died in a car accident. I felt great sadness, but that's when I looked at the bracelet and ring and told them:
'Yesterday you were on her hand and today you are on mine.
Where will you be after my death and what stories will you continue to witness?
Just as you have already witnessed your story: from the mines, through the embers and the moulds, to the objects and the special memories you now are.'”.