Here Marrakech-call to Fatima zahra el mansouri: farewell “jbel” Gueliz, place of the saint Sidi Bel’Abbès and the legendary Youssef ibn tacehfine
This article was automatically translated from HIBAPRESS, the Arabic version:
BABA-HIBAPRESS
We know that across the Kingdom, there are certain phenomena which call for reflection, in particular certain malicious attitudes which harm the National Heritage or the History of the country in different forms and under one pretext or another we pretend to do so. ignoring costs one of our most beautiful pages of nostalgic memories disappearing
Today, it is preponderant that the disaster, the destruction, the deep digging and the “removal” of a large part of “Jbel” Gueliz this Sacred Mount from which started both the Almoravid conquest at its head Youssef Ibn Tachfine and which was also the privileged place of the sacred saint Sidi Bel’Abbès
A Mount therefore which has its sanctity throughout and which is today in a deplorable state because those responsible on the side of Mrs. Fatima Zahra El Mansouri have totally neglected it so as not to think of enlarging, embellishing and filling it with best flora that is on the national and international level if only to pay homage to its 02 Saints cited above the “Mountazah” which adjoins the Mount instead of “demolishing” it
Today, we are launching an urgent appeal to Mrs. Fatima Zahra El Mansouri so that she has just a little nod to this “Jbel” which symbolizes one of the sacred cultures of Marrakech
And now, for those who want to know why the “Jbel” Gueliz rightfully returns to Saint Sidi Bel’Abbès, let him discover it through the following story:
“Sidi Bel’Abbès, patron of the city of Marrakech, was born in Sebta (Ceuta). He left this city, which was in the power of the Roum (Christians), so as not to helplessly witness their injustice. He was still just a child when he left one day, accompanied by his faithful black slave Sidi Messa’oud. They took the road to Tetouan and walked night and day to get away from their city. Approaching Tetouan, they quenched their thirst in a small wadi and saw a fig carried by the current. Sidi Bel’Abbès took it, divided it in two and each ate half, then they continued on their way.
Suddenly their stomachs began to swell and become very painful. Sidi Bel’Abbès said to his slave: “We are sick because we have eaten other people’s goods. We have committed a sin. » Sidi Messa’oud replied: “I don’t think we committed a sin by eating a fig found in the current of the river. »
But Sidi Bel’Abbès did not want to hear anything and forced his slave to go back with him to the source of the river to find the owner of the fig. They eventually found the fig garden where this fig came from. They entered the garden and called the gardener. Sidi Bel’Abbès told him, “We found a fig in the river carried away by the current. It was not ours and yet we ate it. We come to ask you to forgive us for this bad action. »
The gardener, astonished, said to them: “But it’s only a fig, it’s nothing.
– Yes, replied Sidi Bel’Abbès, it is something and we must forgive our fault.
– I am not the owner of this garden and I only enjoy one eighth of its produce. So I can only forgive one eighth of the fault.
– Where does the owner live?
– He lives in Tetouan. »
Sidi Bel’Abbès and Sidi Messa’oud set out again and met the owner of the seven-eighths of the fig in Tetouan and asked him to forgive the seven-eighths of the sin. But he said to them: “I only own half of the garden. My sister who lives in Marrakech owns the other half. For my part, I forgive you; but as for my sister, she is the only one who can forgive you. »
They continued their way towards Marrakech via Tafilelt.
One evening, they went to sleep in a mosque. In the evening, after prayer, the watchman put out the lamps. But they came back on. A slave of the imam saw the mosque illuminated. His master then understood that a Saint was sleeping in the mosque. The next day, the Saint and the slave left early for Marrakech. Along the way, Sidi Bel’Abbès performed some miracles.
They finally arrived in Marrakech and presented themselves before the owner of half of the seven-eighths of the fig and made their request. She was a very old, decrepit woman. “I don’t forgive. » “Unless you marry me”
The old woman insisted so much that she got what she wanted. She called in the notaries and had all her properties written in the name of Sidi Bel’Abbès. Then she died before the consummation of the marriage.
Then the Saint withdrew into a small cave on the side of the hill of Guéliz and established his retreat there. He very quickly had a reputation for holiness. »
