In Madagascar, the national sport is the “savika”, kind of bullfighting without killing the zebu. The principle is to clutch himself with his hands on the bump from the top of the zebu’s back and to use his legs like resorts to avoid being made trample by the legs of the animal. This sport is altogether dangerous. Those who practise this sport are called the “zebus boys”.
The Malagasy tales ( in malagasy angano) are part of the cultural heritage of Madagascar. To recite a tale were for the parents one of the means of educating and transmitting lessons to their children. Thus all the family usually met after the evening meal. This is a small tale concerning the lemurs:
That occurred in a household where the husband was very unhappy: his wife all the time beat him for a yes or no. He was so unhappy that he did not have any more the taste to live and his wife did not even authorize him to drink rum. All the day he had to work, locked up in his compartment. One day, he addressed himself to God of the forest while telling him: “God of the Forest, see as I am unhappy, and since so much a long time. You are my only neighbor, he is necessary that you do something to help me…”. God of the Forest was moved by this so nice and despaired man. He had an idea: he transformed him into a marvellous small light and nimble animal: a lemur. Thus the man was been able to run away himself in the middle of the forest and to escape his bad woman. This is how the lemurs appeared in Madagascar. It is even told, but it is true, that the lemurs are a little misogynists: each time they pass beside a woman, they grip her buttocks!
Angano angano, will arira will arira, Tsy izaho No mpandainga fa ny tany aloha
(Tale! tale! who lies? I’m not lying! It’s the people from before ! )