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September 02, 2007Remembering SiddammaBy Usha B N
Siddamma received her extensive knowledge of medicinal plants from her mother who was also a midwife. Dr Sudarshan, who started Vivekananda Girijana Kalyana Kendra (VGKK), a health and education center for tribal communities in and around the area, was impressed with Siddamma’s knowledge of maternity care. Soon, she began assisting him with many of the cases which came to the center. Siddamma not only delivered the child but also treated the various ailments of new mothers with herbal medicine. Her daughter Jade Maadi, who helped her mother with deliveries and accompanied her to the forests, talks about the many herbal medicines for infertility, sexually transmitted diseases and other reproductive illnesses as well as herbal methods of contraception that Siddamma knew about. She was a recipient of the Rajyotsava Award, the Induvalu Honnaiah Memorial Award and the Kavitha Memorial Award. Jalle Siddamma died on May 29th 2004 after a brief illness. VGKK has documented some of Siddamma’s knowledge of the forests and her unique techniques. Siddamma treated innumerable women during her lifetime and remains an enigma to many gynecologists. With the abysmal level of health care in rural areas where women’s reproductive health is woefully inadequate, the role that people like Jalle Siddamma play usually goes unnoticed and unacknowledged. Women like her are usually left out of history books, which become exclusive records of men’s achievements. I still remember Siddamma singing pieces of Goru Goruka, a folk epic of the Soliga god when she was in her lighter moods. As she sang, her son (who is physically challenged and can be found begging at the BR Hills bus stop even today) joined her. Today, her daughter Jade Maadi continues her mother’s legacy, silent and uncomplaining.
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these are truly our unsung heroes. the challenge is to really use our indigenous knowledge well in present times. lack of documentation probably has been one of the reasons these skills are dying out, since in our oral tradition, knowledge passes out with the death of the giver unless there is someone to take it…
This is a lovely story, Usha. It’s true that the lives of so-called ‘ordinary’ women are often forgotten, their memories mislaid, their histories obliterated. It’s nice that some efforts are being made to document Siddamma’s knowledge. It would also be helpful if the organization spread this knowledge far and wide.
yes, history becomes stories of privelaged lot. I remember my first histroy classes at school. It was about ‘rani chennamma’ and some women like her, who faught ‘just like men’…as if other women who lives during those times where not doing anything worth while to talk about. Women are not seen as people who influence and get influnced by various things that happen around them, they are not seen as peole who’ make ‘ history. No wonder Siddamma will be comfortably forgotten, no matter how much yarakana gadde poodu people fondly remember her…….
Thank you for telling her story, Usha. It is so important to be the voice of people who have limited range. May we share many such histories of hope and heroism on this page in the months to come.
Thank you for telling her story.
Dear Usha.
I read your article about Siddamma, the tribale midwife and I would like very much to get intouch with he doughter. can you help me to locate her?
Tanx a lot
Tsippy Monat. Israel