Togo was
my first African country and my first overseas residence. I arrived
there as a Peace Corps (PC) volunteer trainee along with several others
in late September 1979. My job area was in the agriculture sector, as an
animal traction extension agent.
Togo is described as "Francophone," with official French being a
legacy of its post WWI
colonial history.
Of course, I knew all that before going, and indeed one of the reasons
for my assignment there by Peace Corps was that I had
studied some French in school. I also had a general awareness that
people in Togo spoke a number of other languages, but it wasn't until
actually being in country that I began to understand what that meant in
practice.
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| PC/Togo letterhead in French, Ewe, Kabiye & English, 1980 |
Pre-service training
A
story from probably my third or maybe fourth day in Togo: I remember
sitting with 8 or 9 other paleface male rural development trainees under
a shade tree shortly after arriving at the Cacavelli training facility
just north of Lomé in September 1979, when a Togolese woman with a headload
passed along a path nearby. "Yovo, way-zoh-low," she said, barely
turning her head as she continued on. (Later I learned that that must
have been "Yovo, miawòe zɔ loo!")
None of us knew to acknowledge with "Yoo!" (rhymes with "yo-yo," but the
"o" is held for an extra half-beat), and one of the guys, in typical
American fashion, speculated that she'd just said something sexual in
nature. It turns out that she happened to be the first person to welcome
us with a phrase common in
Ewe (Eʋegbe) and
Mina (Gɛngbe), which are closely related
Gbe languages
widely spoken in the south of Togo. (I'm still not sure about the exact
relationship between the two was in common practice in southern Togo,
but some people said that Mina functioned as a second language spoken by
non-Ewes in markets, etc. - Ewe language also being said to be harder
to master.)
Our language training initially focused on French, and did so for at
least a couple of reasons. It is official in Togo, so used by
counterparts in our assigned jobs. And it is spoken widely, since
Togolese formal education was in it.
Then
later, as was typical in PC programs in this region, those proficient
enough in French would begin some training in the "local language" that
was most important in the region they'd be assigned to. I actually began
learning
Kabiye when the training moved north to
Kétao in
the Kara region, so that was the first African language I actually
studied (unless one counts my early foray into Arabic). I still remember
some phrases in it.
Amlamé & environs
After some discussion of a posting to
Anié, north of
Atakpamé, I was ultimately posted in
Amlamé, to the southwest, in late December, 1979 (40 years later, I wrote a
short remembrance of that day).
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| Detail from a cloth map of Togo (1979); Togo on a Michelin West Africa map (1998) |
Amlamé - called
Emla in the
Akposso (or Ikposo) language of
its original and still majority inhabitants - is in the Plateaux region
of southern Togo where Ewe/Mina otherwise dominates. My counterpart in
the animal traction project I worked with was an Ewe speaker. (I briefly
also had a second counterpart who was from a Yoruba sub-group known
locally as
Ana). Many of the farmers I worked with near
Amou-Oblo
spoke Kabiye (they or their immediate ancestors were resettled in this
region from the north during the colonial period). Amou-Oblo actually
had a Kabiye chief as well as an Akposso chief, and the weekly market
there reflected this diversity.
While
I mainly used French and worked on improving my command of that
language, there was always a lot going on around me in several
languages. Stuck between several languages, I never progressed much with
Kabiye, learned only a little Ewe, and even less Akposso (I found the
lack of learning materials for the latter frustrating). My French
carried me in most situations, as many of the farmers or their sons had
learned at least some in school, and where it didn't, a counterpart or
someone else could help in interpreting.
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Some
Kabiye farmers of Agbassa Kopé, plus the extension agent I worked with,
Afo Koffi, who was an Ewe speaker (in back, 6th from right) |
Also,
as I came to learn was common in multilingual settings in West Africa,
there was almost always someone (or in unusual circumstances a chain of
people) who could interpret, when needed. For example, when I worked
with my counterpart Afo Koffi, an Ewe speaker, and Kabiye farmers of
Agbassa Kopé (ESE of Amou-Oblo), some communication went French to and
from Kabiye, and occasionally it would pass from French through Ewe/Mina
to Kabiye and back.
Those
interpretations were generally summaries. That's not a criticism, just
an observation. Later in my time in Togo I found myself assisting with
interpretation between English and French, so came to understood better
the challenges and results.
One
unusual translation opportunity came in one of my visits to the hill
village of Oulita, when an ethnic Akposso from Ghana who did not speak
Akposso or French came to visit: I interpreted from English to French
and someone else interpreted to Akposso. But usually, in this
multilingual context, I was the beneficiary of others' language
knowledge.
So, even when the mysterious dialogue around me was interpreted, I still
felt a distance from what was actually being said. That was one
takeaway from my first immersion in Africa.
Other observations about languages in Togo and their usage
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Lexique Français-Kabɩyɛ-Eʋe |
One
aspect of Ewe I found particularly interesting was greetings that
changed depending on when you last saw the person (earlier today,
yesterday, or two or more days ago). I'll come back to this once I can
(re)locate a good source verifying my recollection. This was one of the
earliest examples of a linguistic mindset, if I can put it that way, or
maybe a cultural paradigm expressed in communication, that was very
different than what we have in English or French.
In
my brief study of Kabiye and of Ewe - which are very different
languages one from the other - I was introduced to their respective
orthographies, based on
the Latin alphabet with additional letters (what we now call "extended
characters") to represent sounds meaningfully important in those
languages. Some of these are shown in the PC/Togo letterhead image above
and the title of the lexicon at left. They are, for Ewe: ɖ, ɛ, ƒ, ɣ, ŋ,
ɔ, ʋ; and for Kabiye: ɖ, ɛ, ɣ, ɩ, ñ, ŋ, ɔ, ʋ. I was to later encounter
some of the same extended characters - and others - in the orthographies
of other languages in West Africa.
Some notes on the personal experience
Finally, three notes about the personal experience of inching into multilingualism.
First
is a remembrance of one aspect of the mental experience at the early
end of my arc of language learning. Coming to Togo, I was basically
monolingual, with classroom experience learning French, some German, and
one year of high school Latin, plus a minimal personal study of Arabic.
During the course of my service in Togo, as I became more functionally
bilingual with French as my L2 (second language), I got the feeling that
I had three mental language "slots": English, French, and "other." And
that the L3 slot, as it were, was the processing space for whatever
other tongue I was learning or trying to speak at the time. That opened
the possibility for confusion among those other languages, which
eventually I worked past (until a much later on rare occasion between
Bambara and Chinese, but that's a story for later).
Second
was the experience of traveling outside of a Francophone space for the
first time, after a year and a half in Togo. On a vacation trip to
Ghana, I felt like French was percolating in my mind until I got used to
being able to again default to English all of the time. That was the
only time in my various travels that I ever had that sensation.
And
third, was realization that competence in at least one locally used
African language was key to fully functioning in a multilingual setting
in Africa.
In the next post - my return to Africa, and learning and using languages in Mali.
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