Mogador: The Last Jews of Essaouira

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The Last Jews of Essaouira

Jun. 25, 2009

Josef Sebag says he has a fine life in his native Essaouira, though he has
no friends here. This retail-artisan heaven for tourists on Morocco’s
southern Atlantic coast is a town unique in the Arab world for its history
of Jewish-Muslim relations.

He is often in his casbah antiques and book store, just off the large main
square and next to the hippest night spot in town. Sebag does not hang out
in the rooftop Taros Café, but does spend a good amount of time in London,
Paris and New York. Something about living in Western cultural capitals
suits him. He has friends there.

Visitors come to see him, from France, Canada and Israel, but most tourists
are not insiders in Essaouira, known as “Souira” to the locals. The Moroccan
Arabs call him “el yahoudi” (the Jew) but Sebag says it is never meant
nastily. He is as Moroccan and Souiri as they are, and they know it. His
family has been in Morocco since fleeing the Spanish Inquisition.

His store is a must for British, Australian, American and French tourists,
as well as for surfers from all over and for increasing numbers of Israelis,
especially the ones born in Morocco who don’t come as part of organized tour

Most Moroccan and foreign Arabs do not come to his store, though it has
nothing to do with Sebag’s being a Jew. An exception is certain Arab authors
who leave their poetry and prose with him, a sign of respect, as they know
he carries few Arabic-language books.

“I know everyone born and raised here but have few friends,” he begins in
French. “What can we talk about – art, literature? No, we can’t. The local
people are more concerned about making money in their stores and restaurants
than reading. Some do very well here in Souira, but many have never been out
of Morocco.”

Sebag is one of some 4,000 Jews still living in Morocco, mostly in
Casablanca, but that is another story. He and his ailing mother are two of
perhaps four – or seven or eight, depending on whom you ask – Jewish
Essaouira natives left from a community that has lived here since 1760.

ESSAOUIRA USED to be an example of a small Arab town in which Muslims and
Jews lived side by side in both rich and poor districts, working together
but socially segregated – and in peace. It was unique because there were
almost as many Jews as there were Muslims, so the term “minority” did not
really apply, as it did in every other town and city in Morocco and
everywhere in the Arab world.

Aside from ownership of the land in and around the town, which always
remained in the hands of the caids and makhsen – local landed gentry and
royal family clans – most urban-style import-export business was dominated
by Jewish families.

The one exception was all artisan work connected to wood, directly linked to
the vast forests around the town. But as an example, from the very beginning
of royal trading in the 18th century, the Corcos family dominated the import
of tea leaves from Britain, which originated from its Far East colonies, and
was thus responsible for making tea the traditional morning beverage in

Essaouira’s last Jews began to leave following the Six Day War. Many of the
working-class families left the mellah, the Jewish district in Arab cities,
for Israel. The casbah’s well-off business leaders headed mostly to France
and Canada. But thousands of Jews remain here, buried in two cemeteries on
the edge of town, including Rabbi Haim Pinto, whose tomb thousands of Jews
from abroad visit every September in a hiloula, a pilgrimage.

Today, real estate and tourism are booming in Essaouira, but the boom has
little to do with the Jewish world, other than a few very active key
players. The same is true for the music festivals, including the Gnawa
Festival in June that draws up to 400,000 mostly Western visitors.

“There are leading Moroccan Arab families here making a lot of money with
French firms in construction and tourism-linked activities in general, and
that is grand for them and for the town,” Sebag says, “but let’s say that
aside from the music festivals, culture is limited. Jews here were always a
bridge between small-town Muslim society and the Western world. There were
very few tourists here. Now the opposite is true. The Jews are gone, but
Souira is a tourist center.”

The walled city is home to hundreds of boutiques, some of which are attached
to small workshops, often with two stories of apartments above. Restaurants
and cafés are everywhere. Visitors check out the ramparts, the port and
historical sites, walking for kilometers along the beaches in the wind that
blows 20 hours a day. They drive to the surrounding villages, or surf, also
a big attraction here.

When people are anywhere inside the walls, the impulse to buy and buy again
in the casbah and medina is overwhelming. Visitors walk up and down the
car-free streets and allies, purchasing fantastically colored rugs and
scarves. They buy blue Gnawa cotton robes and head pieces, more clothing,
bed linen in gorgeous muted colors, paintings, silver jewelry, leather
footwear, metal lamps and objects and intricate wooden boxes and ornate

Essaouira was known as Mogador until the end of French colonial rule in the
early 1960s. Portuguese occupiers built the wall and ramparts, known as
Castello Real, in 1505 before Mogador was much of a town, but the
inhabitants of the Arab Chiadma region to the north and the Berber Haha to
the south gave them no peace, and by 1512 the Portuguese were pulling out
and sacking much of the region.

Mogador, cité sous les alizées or “Mogador, a town in the wind” was written
by Hamza Ben Driss Ottmani, a French grande-école graduate and public-sector
research director in Rabat born of a well-known family in Essaouira. Ottmani
offers accounts of all the local villages, written in 1516 by celebrated
traveler and author known as Leon the African. Born El Hassan Ben Muhammad
el-Ouazzan el-Gharnati in Grenada, Spain in 1483, he moved with his family
to Fez in Morocco when Grenada was taken by the Catholic kings in 1492.

IN THE southern Berber Haha region, in prosperous and long-gone villages
with names like Tednest, Hadecchis and Eitdeuet, Berber Jews were a majority
or close to it, in a totally Muslim world.

Very little is known about these tens of thousands of people who lived in
relative comfort in this tiny isolated corner of Jewish and Moroccan
history. The Berber Jews are thought to have been there since the
destruction of the Temple. And it is believed that hundreds of thousands of
other people in southern Morocco are Islamic converts of Jewish origin.

Long before Leon the African, this area produced the royal purple color of
the Roman Empire from mollusks on the coast that was busy with trading
ships. Even earlier, the Phoenicians bought argan oil here; 2,500 years
later, argan oil is still made here and only here. Argan, used sometimes as
salad oil but mostly as a skin product rich in vitamin E, is a growing
organic rage in France and Europe – very expensive and not without a certain

Essaouira’s real beginning as a import-export center came in 1760 when the
sultan of Morocco appointed families from Casablanca, Marrakech and other
northern cities to settle here and become official royal traders. Many if
not most were Jewish. The town grew. According to Ottmani, seven of the
town’s leading families in the 19th century were Muslim, while 25 were
Jewish, with names such as Corcos, Afriat, Bensaoud, Cohen Solal, Belisha,
Ohana, Pinto and El-Maleh.

In the beginning, these families conducted trade by ship mostly with
Britain, but also handled local trade and the camel caravans coming from
Timbuktu across the desert, with links to Algiers, Tunis, Tripoli, Cairo and
Mecca. In modern times the caravans disappeared, but international trade
focused on Europe became highly competitive.

The railroad built by the French in 1912 on did not reach Essaouira from
Marrakech, today a two-hour bus ride away. Casablanca and Tangiers were
deemed much more important, and the glory and prosperity of the town in the
wind slowly began to fade.

Its leading citizens were still Muslim, Jewish and European, but there also
were thousands of working-class Muslims and Jews. Essaouira was known for
its artisan work, using wood from the close-by thuya and argania trees to
make ornate, silver and stone-inlaid tables and mirrors. This was an
exclusively Muslim sector.

The silver jewelry work was famous for the much sought-after filogram
design, the Dag Ed Essaouiri – thin lines converge on a circular center as
meticulous radii, a design that was instantly recognizable as native to
Essaouira. The master silversmiths were all Jewish, as were many of the
workers, who lived mostly in the mellah. Today, the remaining silver
designers are Berbers, many of whom worked with the local Jews until they
left. The local Arab jewelers all work in gold.

SUDDENLY, AN Israeli couple enters Sebag’s bookstore, and there are smiles
and greetings in French, Maghrebi Arabic and Hebrew. Isaac Azencot was born
and raised in the mellah and at 16 left with his parents for Israel. His
father was a cantor in one of the 30 local synagogues, none of which exists

“My parents were Zionists,” he says, “so we left. But they remained
Moroccans their entire lives, and I’ve done the same. I’m proud to be a

His Hebrew is obviously fluent, with a Moroccan accent; his French is good,
if rusty; his English very good, and his Maghrebi Arabic is native and still
fluent, with a good Arab accent.

“Sbahelchir, la besse halik,” he says, meaning, “good morning, everything is

His brother, a professor, directs all research on Essaouira at the
University of Haifa, near their hometown of Kiryat Ata, complete with
original documents transferred from Morocco.

“It feels good to see old Muslim friends here in Souira,” Azencot says
sincerely, in English. “We all lived modestly and respectfully back then,
and we boys in the mellah had Muslim friends.” But, he adds, they lived
differently. He mentions the Alliance Française school right away.

“We were 28 Jewish boys and girls in the class, but there was only one
Muslim boy,” he says. “It wasn’t the money. Working-class Muslims simply
didn’t learn to read and write back then. And then we all left, except for
Josef and his mother.” He laughs.

“Ambitious Muslim young people left also,” Sebag breaks in. “And I can only
live here by leaving regularly. There is no future for Jews here, or
anywhere in Morocco. Today, with all the tourism development, no bridge is
needed to the Western world.”

THERE IS only one native Israeli living full-time in Essaouira. Noam
Nir-Boujo has done well for the past nine years serving lunches and dinners
at his restaurant, the Riad al Baraka, outside the casbah on the pedestrian
Rue Med Al Qorry. The long, narrow, hectic commercial street leads to the
most authentic luxury hotel in town, L’Heure Bleue, before ending at the Bab
Marrakech gate of the original walled town.

Filled with local schoolkids and shoppers, resident foreigners, tourists and
all kinds of characters, the street is lined with shops and tiny leather and
metal workshops. The Riad al Baraka occupies a lovely building and garden
courtyard. Totally hidden from the busy street behind a large wooden door,
it was a private Jewish girls’ school until the 1940s.

Nir-Boujo was born in Tel Aviv. His father and grandfather were born in
Essaouira. His up-front talking to people and sometimes making strong
statements about tourism and coexistence in Essaouira, and simply having a
big picture of the world, make him a stand-alone type of guy in this town.
In fact, he is a new kind of bridge, definitely a Westerner, but a “Souiri”
by origin who speaks fluent Maghrebi Arabic.

“People make money here,” Nir-Boujo says, “but they remain suspicious about
outsiders. Everyone here knows I’m Jewish, but only some know I’m Israeli.
There is ignorance, but never trouble.” He notes that almost all women wear
hijabs in public but says this is due more to conservative social codes than
religious pressure.

Several thousand Westerners have bought homes and businesses in Essaouira
over the past two decades. Nir-Boujo says that today the expat community
includes perhaps 60 to 80 Jews from France, Britain and Canada. Few
foreigners live here full time. Modern Essaouira has been mostly off the
map, although in the late ’60s and early ’70s, it was a stop on the
international hippy circuit. Jimi Hendrix hung out here, and had a house in
a nearby village.

Israel has been a part of the attempt to commercialize. There is an ongoing
attempt to link French-speaking Jews back to their countries of origin in
North Africa. In some cases, it has been successful, as French and Canadian
Sephardim, and in some cases Israelis, have bought homes there.

“Remember, a Parisian or a Tel Avivian of Moroccan-born parents never loses
his Moroccan nationality,” Nir-Boujo notes with a wry smile. “But think
about it, where in the Arab world would Jews from any country buy a home and
feel fully safe? Perhaps in Tunisia, but nowhere else.”

THE RIAD al Baraka is full of soft colors, ochre and blues and greens under
soft lighting, with round corners and doorways, all surrounding a garden.
Nir-Boujo’s food is a modern take on classics. The couscous, for example, is
compact and orderly, and packed with fresh flavor. The chicken and lamb are
soft. Jewish-Arab-Andalusian music wafts in over courtyard speakers.

The restaurateur has a photo of the young Moroccan king, Mohamed VI, above
the reception desk. He is proud to be an Israeli with origins in Souira, and
is happy living here. He speaks Hebrew, Maghrebi-Arabic, English and French,
in that order.

“It is clear that Morocco is the most Jewish-friendly country in the entire
Arab world, but the ignorance is still here,” he says. “Remember, the
parents of young adults here lived and worked side by side with Moroccan
Jews, and almost all will tell you they would love to see the Jews return.
But the young people know nothing about Jews. They know only the clichés
they see on Arab cable television, mostly nasty Israeli soldiers hitting
Palestinians. They’ve also heard that Jews are all rich.”

Nir-Boujo’s observation was easily confirmed by Fatimzara Ottmani, niece of
the author of the Mogador history, and manager of the family-owned Ramses
restaurant in the casbah. Twenty-something and without a hijab in public,
she smiles easily and kisses foreign male acquaintances on both cheeks,

Of course, she serves fish. The local port is very busy, and has been for
hundreds of years. Essaouira still supplies hundreds of restaurants in
Marrakech with fresh catch. But there is also a Moroccan Jewish Shabbat
d’fina on the menu, made with bulgur wheat, chickpeas, chunks of beef and
hard boiled eggs, in honor of her Jewish great-aunt, from a very rare mixed
marriage years ago. And it sells well in the small dining area that looks
and feels like a cozy Moroccan living room.

Unlike her father and uncle, Ottmani is not well-educated and her French is
not great. She is outgoing and funny, but knows little local history and has
not read her uncle’s books. In fact, she rarely reads at all, preferring to
watch TV with her boyfriend. She has never been outside Morocco and doesn’t
really care to go.

But she does have insight.

“My father and uncle Hamza grew up here in the casbah with Jewish kids,” she
begins. “The men in moneyed Muslim families received a good French-language
high-school education here, just like the Jews. It was the language of the
educated and the government.”

For her generation, French tourists and residents have replaced the Jews as
an international influence. “But I would love to see young Jews, especially
Moroccans, living here,” she says. “It would bring more wealth and
prosperity. Of course it would. And that would be great for all of us.”

“Essaouira is a small town with a fabulous heritage in a developing
country,” says Nir-Boujo. “There is work to be done here, and I know that
certain people in Rabat and Casablanca know that.” He won’t say more. It is
not his role to do that, and he knows it. His role is the Essaouira
representative of the World Federation of Moroccan Jewry, and he also sits
on a local tourism board.

He was just back from a three-day hiloula, the annual traditional Jewish
religious pilgrimages held at different times all over Morocco and Tunisia.
This year there was one in Safi, an hour or so up the coast, a center of
ceramic arts. He says that three Jewish families still live there, but the
300 participants were mostly elderly men from France, Canada and Israel.

“It was fascinating and moving,” he says. Nir-Boujo knows little about
traditional Sephardi religious practices. He noted that the ouli of Safi,
the king’s official representative, has said that there is an unbreakable
connection between Morocco and Jews. “His hospitality was wonderful,” he

The hiloula was the subject of reports on Moroccan national television in
both French and Arabic, presented as a piece of the country’s religious and
cultural heritage. “That is a very positive statement about Jews here,” he

SUDDENLY HE is busy discussing dinner plans for 15 with someone in Hebrew
with a good amount of Maghrebi-Arabic thrown in.

Dr. Yehuda Ben-Simon is dean of students at Western Galilee College near
Acre. White haired and pony-tailed, he is also a tour guide, bringing
Israelis to his native Morocco. His father was a noted Hebrew-language
printer in Casablanca, and he also speaks and reads fluent Arabic, French
and English.

Ben-Simon says Israelis come to Essaouira all year round, mostly in tour
groups such as his. “Some are of Moroccan origin, others not,” he says.
“Generally, they find the country fascinating. But other Israelis who have
never been… associate Morocco with a place like Egypt, because it is Arab,
and they are afraid. Israelis can be ignorant, too.”

A trying moment came in December, during the incursion into Gaza. Nir-Boujo
was a bit nervous, though not for any particular reason, and had gone to see
local police officials.

A local demonstration one day in support of Gazans had attracted about 500
people, and had remained quiet and peaceful.

The police, who know exactly who Nir-Boujo is and where he comes from, and
appreciate his activity with local tourism officials, told him, “Keep your
eyes open, but you have nothing to fear. We’re watching out for you.” Local
police officials told him that there was no radical Islamic activity in
town. “If any Arab foreigners come looking for trouble, Algerians for
example, we know about it,” they said. “Nobody has come.” All radical
Islamic activity in Morocco over the past several years has been linked to
Algerians and the branch of al-Qaida trying to establish itself in

Currently the restaurant business is slow in Souira. Nir-Boujo has formed a
travel company. One of his first clients is a big Israeli travel firm. “I
want to mix business with social,” he says, “so 2.5 percent of profits will
go to Jewish restoration projects in Morocco, and 2.5% will go to
not-for-profit education projects throughout the country.

“This is my personal mission here. In Israel and Western countries, this
business-social mix happens regularly, but here it does not. It comes from
the tzedaka tradition and the chora for Muslims, but perhaps needs some
encouraging here.”

He will be going to Casablanca to talk to Jewish businessmen there about
doing the same mix, but would like to work with Moroccan Muslim
businesspeople as well.

IS IT strange that no other Israelis have followed Nir-Boujo to live in
Essaouira? “No, I’m not a typical Israeli, I am Moroccan,” he says. “The mix
of the heartfelt and the official identity is tough to describe. I would say
I am still Israeli, but I am also a Moroccan patriot. It would take a
strange person to move here full-time.”

He says that at any time there are tourist groups from Israel in Morocco,
and some make it to Essaouira. But business is still slow, for everyone.

All the local cultural and tourism business development, from the music
festivals to ongoing construction sites, are linked to the efforts of one
man, one of the few important Jews remaining in the Arab world.

Distinguished and perhaps above all discreet, André Azoulay is the chief
financial adviser to King Mohamed VI and his father King Hassan II before
him. He is a well-traveled international banker and is active on the global
diplomatic scene. He has also been a tireless worker over the years for
peace between Israelis and Palestinians, known for saying, “The security of
Israel is based on the establishing of a Palestinian state,” as far back as

Azoulay is currently based in the Moroccan capital Rabat, but was born and
raised in Essaouira, on a small square in the casbah. Across the square, his
wife was also born and raised, next to the synagogue, today a café. The
square is full of carpets and clothing, and antique wooden and metal
objects, including menorot, all for sale.

The “godfather of Essaouira” and a very proud Jew, Azoulay has helped put
together and backed all the live music festivals here, especially the Gnawa
Festival, playing the role to the fullest, going on stage to open the
festivities. He has brought French and American hotel investment, jobs and
prosperity. He walks the casbah streets, greeting friends and former
neighbors with hugs and kisses, asking about the health of their families.

He helped put together a recent 10-day Moroccan Jewish conference and
concert series in Paris, which many Israelis attended. One of the most
relaxed speakers was Morocco’s then ambassador to France, Abdel-Fettah

A 1970 Israeli documentary on Essaouira was screened during the conference.
In it, moshav-born teenagers in Galilee discover that their grandfather,
Rabbi David El Kaim, was a renowned scholar and liturgical poet in

Those boys are now in their 50s. If they have kids of their own, what do
their children know about the great-grandfather, rabbi and poet from
Essaouira? He was yet another element in the unique Arab-Jewish history of a
Moroccan coast town where the present looks to the past and the future.
Cultural-historical research and artisan commerce could nourish the
Jewish-Arab magic and prosperity of Essaouira, with the ever-present wind
blowing it into a bright future.

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