Childhood

When I close my eyes and review the memories of my past, a sweet smile brings me back to my childhood. I was born into a relatively well-educated family. My childhood was accompanied by developments and improvements in media until my school age. A game often played was with paper cards with pictures of artists’…

I grew up in Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia. When I was young, I was a quiet person for my family and friends. At that time, I was very beautiful and gentle at home.  At school, I hated some subjects and when I saw some teachers in the market, I threw stones at them, just…

Sounds come from the past. I can remember very clearly my mother’s sweet voice singing me some lullabies, the smell of jasmine tree in our front yard and the shining colours of different types of roses and a vine tree which was planted by grandmother, my father on my grandfather’s farm. It was full of…

Bernard My sister, brother and I were raised by my grandparents because my father died when he was a young man. My mother had to go to work in the kitchen of the middle school in Wissembourg. I had to help my grandfather in the fields to find food for the cows and the horses….

When I was 5, one afternoon during the summer holidays, I was standing on a small wooden chair on the balcony in front of the kitchen of my family’s apartment. Leaning on the balcony, I looked at my brother Patrick, who was playing in the garden, in the sandbox. Suddenly, he asked me: “Michèle, please,…