Ali Sadouk in his Memoirs: Common points

Without knowing him before, neither personally nor as a reader since Ali Sadouk had not previously published any literature, I have just discovered him very recently through the account of his memoirs “Comme la vie passe ..” which I read all at once. This means that I have thus discovered many points in common in our respective backgrounds even though we are not of the same generation. I really appreciated the first two volumes of his memoirs entitled respectively “Couvre-feu à derb Bouchentouf” and “Tranche de vie à Paris ..” published in Tangier in 2019-20. The third volume of memoirs is scheduled for release before the end of the year. Coming from a family originally from the Doukkala precisely from Sidi Bennour, Ali Sadouk was born in Casablanca in 1941. A former professor at ISCAE, he was first a telecommunications inspector in 1963 after his training at the school of ORTF in Paris, then bank employee in two Moroccan banks. There you have it, in short, a whole life of hard work, encounters and travels. By reading his story, evoking a past period, I discover a little what I lived later. Sometimes in the same places and almost under the same circumstances with a few details. The generation of Independence and the one before have almost all experienced these same setbacks due to the modest social situation of the majority of Moroccans. Difficult and tortuous paths through which a whole generation of young people passed in the three decades from 50 to 70. But it was without counting on the iron will which animated them to face the obstacles. Like Ali Sadouk, I have known this non-linear route. And like him, from parents from El Jadida, I was born in Casablanca where I spent my childhood. Ali Sadouk’s first volume evokes the Casablanca district of Franceville, a district that I have known well since it was born in the Oasis. I see again, through the pages of narration, the landscape described of these two “European” districts at the time considered of the 50s. Going beyond the usual and traditional passage of the Koranic school that all these generations knew, the other point concerns the author’s life at a high school boarding school in the 1960s, in this case the legendary Moulay Abdellah high school in Casablanca. Experience that I lived in the 70s at the boarding school of Imam Malik high school in the same metropolis. The third point concerns the author’s work, for a certain period, at the RTM in Rabat and then at the Ain Chok station in the 60s. Itinerary that I also followed, later, in the 70s I also see these same faces of veterans of the radio that the author has known such as Si Kadiri, technical manager and the announcer and lyricist late Ahmed Zaki Boukhriss. The author of the briefs evokes his studies at the annex of the Faculty of Law of Casablanca, whose premises were in the CTM building. I also knew its premises as well as the amphitheater located at Place Mirabeau and certainly certain teachers including Abderrahmane Amalou, Aziz Blal and Mohammed Lahbabi. The narrator of the memories takes us through Casablanca. So many streets, squares and neighborhoods are mentioned. From Franceville to Les Crêtes, from Hay Mohammedi to derb Lkabir and from derb Ghalef to derbi Lihoudi. This last district which, it is said, refers to a Moroccan Jew who owns land located on the road from Médiouna to the Régie des Tabacs and extending towards rue Kastalani and derb Martinet. Thus, it should not be believed that the two volumes of the memories are limited to a kind of nostalgic memories, on the contrary it is about a relation comprising so many details and historical, social, political, geographical facts on a phase of our regional and national history. This aspect deserves to be underlined with regard to its usefulness for any researcher or simple reader.   Mustapha JMAHRI