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Didier Cornaille
"Raise the right, firm hand the fist, draws up the index", said my schoolteacher. You noticed: we always
remember our schoolteacher! Mine named Mister
Carpentier.
He had the quite broken voice, the poor man, maybe to
have too much wanted to admit in our repulsive heads a
whole series of evidences all around of which he
based education.
I
have at least that of the closed right fist, tense
index. " You have the image of the central Massif, he
continued.
The major, the ring finger and the little finger folded
up, they are Auvergne and Limousin; the fat of the thumb,
they are Cevennes with, in their left, the big limestone
plateaus and Rouergue;
the thumb and the major, they are rich
Limagnes... "
"And
the raised, alone index above? ", let us wonder, for the
only pleasure to hear him to us. "And the good, the
pointed index, between Nivernais and Burgundy, in the
direction of Paris Basin, it is
Morvan ", said to us of a solemn tone this man of
the North.
Solemn, we were as well as he, and his words created
perfect lights in the glance which some of us tended to
put very often on the small book which did not leave the
corner of the desk of our teacher : The Tour de France by two children. "
Extracted from " Morvan ballades
et découvertes"
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