On the eve of the Tabasco festival, which coincides with the poor financial situation of the Senegalese people, there is not the usual excitement among tailors, sheep sellers and other traders. Nevertheless, the market seems to be well-stocked with sheep and other articles related to this festival. Thus, when one looks at the coins, at the street corners of the neighborhoods or in the marketplaces, one sees that the heads of sheep and when one makes the tour of the boutiques, the articles do not wait for the customers. Moreover, this situation of economic depression has led some fathers of families to not know where to turn their heads and they have only a little sleep to cool their muscles during the night because their minds are twisted by the purchase of a ram in order to make the household smile in addition to being acculled by their worldly wives who require of them habits that are not point to the point a portée de leurs bourses.. which is the same as a portée de leurs bourses.. But their state of mind contrasts with that of their ‘little’ careless ones who already rejoice at the idea that the fête du mouton point à l’horizon or se pointe à l’horizon or encore apparaît à l’horizon. As for the candidates for this year’s baccalauréat exam, they are not in the mood to celebrate because they are a few days away from this crucial assessment to integrate into the world of work, either by competitive examination or to continue their higher studies. This year, unlike previous years, the elementary teachers will not have a festive spirit. For cause, the evaluation of the third trimester is scheduled just after the Feast of Tabasco. They are concerned about the risk of desapprentissage and the interruption of teaching/learning so that they can celebrate Tabaski with family. It should be stressed that this attitude on the part of the latter denotes their ardent desire to see pupils succeed en masse contrary to the received ideas, which believe that the success of students has never been the concern of teachers.
The temperature that reigns in the state of mind of us in this evening of tabaski (by Mamadou Souleye Wone, Teacher)
