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Je suis MARIE and I am FREE

The terror attacks in Paris happened beginning of January 2015 -CharlieHebdo - . It was shock for us all. Then, the news frenzy started. Full coverage, TV panels. There were also the Youtube videos, the online articles and the Facebook news feed. 

Were you squashed emotionally? I personally was. 

The news feed on Facebook was full of hatred, fear and anger with endless discussion on pros and cons of free speech, satirical images, islam. Television broadcasting does quite well in sharing information. Furthermore, it is important to recognise that there are also some really good reporters and panellists on my list of contacts and I am sure in yours too. After reflection, I was not pleased with my own actions in the digital space. I am also a contributor, I am guilty and addicted. Freedom had to be taken back.


I left my contemplation. I spent the evening with my nephews. They asked me for a story before going to bed. I told them the story of the Jackal and the Giraffe. They smiled. I tucked them into bed. They slept. I came back home. I wrote this piece. It was the 7th of January.

Today, I share this post. 

Tomorrow, I will cycle, the sun will be there, the sky too and the birds will sing. Then I will meet the locals, we will have enlightened discussion drawing a new world with colours of hope, love and happiness. I will leave them and fly towards it.








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