One is interested in tribal customs. Some seem excellent, some queer, but these days we are discouraged from questioning things as everybody is considered to their opinions being as legitimate as anyone else’s. Unlike these days, in my time there were very few doctors to cover the increasing population and many of the doctors tended to stay in the bigger cities with more facilities and more money! The population were mainly rural.
The mission with which I had a close association ran several nurse clinics which were very useful but obviously limited in their capabilities. One such clinic was near the Kenyan border where the tribe had a, to us, different custom. Before a young man was permitted to get married he had, as shown in the picture, to run back and forth, naked, over 20 cattle tied transversely. By their custom boys were not circumcised as babies (the Orthodox, Muslims and some other groups are circumcised near birth or as puberty approaches). As uncircumcised penises in adulthood, unless erect, are a bit dangly and lengthy, it was their custom to be circumcised around this time. The technique was to hold the foreskin slightly stretched out over a rock and cut it off with a swift sword swipe. Not every sword wielder was accurate with some disadvantageous results.

The tribal elders came to the lady nurse who was in charge of the clinic and asked if she could arrange for someone (eventually me) to train a young Ethiopian male dresser who worked with her to perform circumcisions. It was agreed that I would come down for a couple of days and perform 40 such procedures. Interestingly there was in the area an American Army squad vaccinating goats and their young doctor asked if he could join the process and be also taught. (The dresser was the more capable student!) Very little had been prepared and I guess it was my fault as I had expected an American nurse to realize what was necessary if I wasn’t to only use a sharpened sword! So the first evening was used making sheets to be sterilized, hunting up syringes and local anaesthetics, suture material and enough tools to do the job professionally. The next morning I met the line up, had them bathe themselves and set about with a couple of demonstrations, self performed on them, teaching them to use local anaesthetics, making sure how much you wanted to remove etc. I then guided the two trainees through the process. We did the forty finishing late in the afternoon. We stopped for a lunch of ‘Injerra b wot’. When the local anaesthetic wore off I bet there were some unhappy chappies but at least still with all the necessary bits there!
There is a very different side to that trip at that time which I might tell at some other time.
Dominic Cartier
