Linda Aldana

Au bord de l’oued Draa, au mellah de Zagora

Souk hebdomadaire- sud du Maroc

Carte des communautes juives du Maroc - 1950

Famile juive - Kelaa Des M'gouna - Dades - 1930

A Jew in Zenaga, Morocco

Traditional religious school, Tiznit, 1935. Courtesy of Juifs Berberes.

J.Robichez Berber Jewish Children, Tsar-Es Souk (???) High Atlas Mountains, Morocco c.1935(Je crois que c'est "Ksar es-Souk," c'est-a-dire, Errachidia d'aujourd'hui, qui n'est pas située dans le Haut Atlas, mais plutôt dans la région du Tafilalet.)

J. Robichez Berber Jewish Woman, Dadès, Atlas Mountains, Morocco c.1935

(Publication sans texte)

(Publication sans texte)

Atlas Jews waiting to emigrate

Gourrama, Drâa-Tafilalet

Southern merchants

Summer 1983, Tamo and Meyer, 80 years old, are the last Berber Jews of the High Atlas. © Abderrahim Youssi

Rather dry, technical article about new methods of recovering architectural evidence of a Jewish presence in southern Morocco despite the vulnerability of local building materials to time and the elements. I was excited by the idea of such methods, though not so much by the article itself... Much of what we currently know about the subject comes from unreliable sources, so I found this promising."Earthen Jewish Architecture of Southern Morocco: Documentation of Unfired Brick Synagogues and Mell...

Tiilit (Dades Valley, Morocco) Jewish women. 1935. Photo by Jean Besancenot. Copyright Coll Dahan-Hirsch Collection. Looks like Tiylit (various spellings) was alive and well as recently as 1935.

(Publication sans texte)

https://sephardiclosangeles.org/portfolios/little-jewish-morocco/

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Lay of the land near Tiylit. Definitely healthier than Casablanca...

Donkey approaches Tiylit cemetery

Tiylit cemetery

From the same cemetery (Tiylit)

Amazed to find this! My aunt Etoile once told me that her parents (my grandparents) had immigrated to the Casablanca Mellah from this place during the early XX century. Her younger brother apparently was sickly as a boy. Attributing his ill health to the Casablanca "air," my grandfather would haul him back to the mountains until the pink returned to his cheeks.