Sunday sweet delights of
Polynesian paradise
In Polynesia, on Sunday, temples and churches are filled up with a colorful
crowd. For this day is devoted to the cult and the simple pleasures of the
family.
The day rises in the market
The first glimmerings of the day
slowly dilute the stigma of the night. Provocative dresses, rhinestones,
sequins and intemperate make up gradually give way to missionary dresses,
colored pareos, dark suits and hats of all kinds.
The first lights of dawn and already the crowd at Papeete market |
We are on Sunday,
it's four in the morning and the market of Papeete has just opened its doors.
In Papeete, Sunday begins at the market
The blazing colors of the gardeners’ market
stalls quarrel the glances with those of the fishmongers. The carambolas and
coursops make eyes to the jackfishs and other mahi mahi while farther, the butchers’stalls
compete barges with Polynesian or Chinese caterers.
At the other end of the building,
the frenzied mixture of smells
and colors of many florists makes us feel dizzy. Drunkenness almost so glowing
than that offers us an unbridled ukulele very kaina Quartet. Entering this part
of the market, it’s a bit like back in time. Dressed in cleverly knotted pareo,
crowned head by tiare or hibiscus flowers, bright smiled opulent mama are
dancing and singing among this senseless firework of flowers.
Fabulous stalls of fruits of Polynesian markets |
Beside this garden of delights,
these are the artisans of all sorts who present their work: full of inevitable
as improbable black beads of Tuamotu studded shell jewelry alongside Marquesas Islands sculptures,
marvelous hats and another wickerwork baskets of
Southern islands multicolored hand painted pareo … Nobody knows where to have a
look on this incredible mess…
Loaded with
food, flowers and gifts arms, in Sunday best the crowd is gathering:
today, the market closes at eight a.m. so that everybody, barge and merchant,
has the time to prepare to go to mass that no one could miss. The feast will
come thereafter…
The fervor of the faith…
In French Polynesia,
religion (whatever) used to play a fundamental role. Sunday worship is an event
which imposes feast outfit. There‘s no doubt that the Paofai temple, on the
waterfront, is the ideal place to attend a great beauty sung holy office.
The temple Paofai in Papeete |
Quietly installed
at the rostrum, one overlooks a crowded nave. At left, grey or black costumed
bare headed men. At right, white or flowered women's dresses, with their sumptuous decorated hats …
Pastors and deacons officiate mainly in Tahitian language, but never mind: the
fervor is palpable and many songs sublime. And even if one can regret the
presence of an electric piano and an amplified rhythms box, voices as melodies,
Polynesian until the slightest note, make vibrate the air as hearts.
…and the gentle way of life!
After the ceremony,
and once each other sacrificed to the social whirl long ritual, each family is
now moving towards instead of Sunday Agape. Most of foodstuff has been prepared
the previous day or bought ready from market in this morning. The Sunday tamara
will occupy all the day long, either in family or with friends, at home or on
the lagoon, or even on a familial motu… Eating, laughing, singing, dancing… It
is perhaps in these delighted Sunday that the Polynesian people shows best
their true face. At no time, the enormous work that requires the property be of
such an Assembly is visible ; only the joy of life and happiness to be together
are established and have a legitimate
place.
And the incredible hats of singing mama! |
I have to grant it between you and me:
It‘s by living for the first time such a day that I found the Polynesian
paradise. It resides neither in beaches nor in lagoons: they are the people who
make wonderful this country.
Glossary:
mahi mahi:
coryphene sea bream
kaina: local and
popular
Mama: term
affectionate for families’ mothers
tamara: big holiday
meals
motu: coral islet
on the barrier reef.
Keywords: Tahiti,
Polynesia, Papeete, market, hats, flowers, Church, temple, pastor, worship, Sunday
An article
of Julien Gué
Translated from French by Vanaa Teriitehau
Copyright
Julien Gué. Ask for the author’s agreement before any reproduction of the
text or the images on Internet or traditional press.
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