Malade, Elle A Rencontré Son Idole
(Yvonne DARCHIS)
Christelle made hard work of being born ! Was it a sign of destiny ? 'Push, Madam, your baby is suffocating !' the obstetrician shouted at me. Midwives and nurses were fretting, the father was encouraging me, the clock marked 9.30 am on Saturday the 29th of November 1969 when in an ultimate effort, I expelled a little being which I had hosted in my belly for the past nine months. She gave her first cry : she was alive ! Did she have to be born ? Her destiny was written: her path was fraught with pitfalls and was to drag us into a maelstrom from which no one was to escape unscathed... However, there was that unforgettable evening of December the 7th 1975: with the help of a friend her idol, that of many generations, a legend (Cloclo for the fans) let her into his caravan which served as his dressing room, after a concert he had given in our commune.
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Please allow me to inscribe the link to the blog on which I have started to recount the story of my daughter. I didn't know how to proceed to make this dream come true: to write an autobiography by way of therapy on the one hand, but also to set the record straight in relation to some of the reactions of friends and family. This is but the beginning of a painful journey which has lasted for the past thirty years. I want and I can write it if I know people will read me. If not, I do not see the point of embarking on this hard task which will take up a lot of my energy...
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