{"id":31876,"date":"2021-12-03T07:47:41","date_gmt":"2021-12-03T06:47:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=31876"},"modified":"2021-12-03T16:51:44","modified_gmt":"2021-12-03T15:51:44","slug":"petites-notes-a-usage-de-mes-biographes-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=31876","title":{"rendered":"Petite note \u00e0 l&rsquo;usage de mes biographes (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>1- Souvenir d\u2019enfance<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Je suis n\u00e9 en octobre 1942 dans une clinique du 9\u00e8me arrondissement. Comme du reste de ma vie en g\u00e9n\u00e9ral, je n\u2019ai que tr\u00e8s peu de souvenirs de mon enfance. En voici un cependant que je n\u2019oublierai jamais :<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Une nuit d\u2019\u00e9t\u00e9 1944, je me suis lev\u00e9 de mon petit lit pour aller me planter devant la porte fen\u00eatre de ma chambre. A l\u2019\u00e9poque, nous habitions au cinqui\u00e8me \u00e9tage du num\u00e9ro 20 du Boulevard de Port-Royal. Donc, il faisait nuit et je crois m\u00eame me souvenir de ce d\u00e9tail suppl\u00e9mentaire : la pleine lune \u00e9clairait l\u2019immeuble d\u2019en face. Et j\u2019\u00e9tais l\u00e0, le front coll\u00e9 sur la vitre, \u00e0 contempler sa fa\u00e7ade gris p\u00e2le qu\u2019aucune <!--more-->lumi\u00e8re ne venait percer.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-31880\" src=\"http:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Etats_Unis_2.svg_.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"57\" height=\"32\" \/>Tout \u00e0 coup, un rugissement venant du carrefour des Gobelins vint an\u00e9antir le silence qui r\u00e9gnait jusque-l\u00e0. Je regardai dans cette direction et vit appara\u00eetre un avion. <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-31878\" src=\"http:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/800px-RAF_roundel.svg_-150x150.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"53\" height=\"53\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/800px-RAF_roundel.svg_-150x150.png 150w, https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/800px-RAF_roundel.svg_-300x300.png 300w, https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/800px-RAF_roundel.svg_-768x768.png 768w, https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/800px-RAF_roundel.svg_.png 800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 53px) 100vw, 53px\" \/><br \/>\nC\u2019\u00e9tait un monomoteur, j\u2019en suis certain, mais savoir s\u2019il portait l\u2019\u00e9toile am\u00e9ricaine ou la cocarde rouge-blanc-bleu anglaise ou la cocarde bleu-blanc-rouge fran\u00e7aise, je ne saurais le dire. L\u2019avion volait tr\u00e8s vite, exactement dans l\u2019axe du boulevard, quelques m\u00e8tres seulement au-dessus des toits du quartier. <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-31879\" src=\"http:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/120px-Roundel_of_France.svg_.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"47\" height=\"47\" \/>Je le vis dispara\u00eetre du c\u00f4t\u00e9 de l\u2019Observatoire. Le silence retomba aussit\u00f4t et je retournai me coucher.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Voil\u00e0 un souvenir d\u2019enfance que je n\u2019oublierai jamais. On aura beau me dire que jamais, au grand jamais, aucun avion fran\u00e7ais, anglais ou am\u00e9ricain, mono, bi ou quadrimoteur n\u2019a survol\u00e9 Paris \u00e0 si basse altitude en cette ann\u00e9e 44, je n&rsquo;oublierai jamais le spectacle de cette nuit-l\u00e0. On pourra ajouter qu\u2019au moment \u00e9voqu\u00e9, je devais avoir dans les vingt ou vingt et un mois et qu\u2019\u00e0 cet \u00e2ge aucun souvenir ne peut s\u2019ancrer dans la m\u00e9moire, je persisterai \u00e0 me souvenir de cet avion.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A la r\u00e9flexion, ce devait \u00eatre un avion allemand.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>1- Souvenir d\u2019enfance Je suis n\u00e9 en octobre 1942 dans une clinique du 9\u00e8me arrondissement. Comme du reste de ma vie en g\u00e9n\u00e9ral, je n\u2019ai que tr\u00e8s peu de souvenirs de mon enfance. En voici un cependant que je n\u2019oublierai jamais : Une nuit d\u2019\u00e9t\u00e9 1944, je me suis lev\u00e9 de mon petit lit pour &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=31876\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Petite note \u00e0 l&rsquo;usage de mes biographes (1)<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mo_disable_npp":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[12,2],"tags":[160,21],"class_list":["post-31876","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-recit","category-textes","tag-enfance","tag-philippe"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31876","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=31876"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31876\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=31876"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=31876"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=31876"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}