{"id":10927,"date":"2022-01-04T08:21:38","date_gmt":"2022-01-04T08:21:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pasassezdetemps.com\/?p=10927"},"modified":"2022-01-04T08:39:01","modified_gmt":"2022-01-04T08:39:01","slug":"neel-et-moi","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pasassezdetemps.com\/?p=10927","title":{"rendered":"Neel et moi"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nNous sommes harcel\u00e9s au t\u00e9l\u00e9phone pour des \u00ab\u00a0comptes formation\u00a0\u00bb\u00a0: comme l\u2019\u00e9tat subventionne les ayants droits, d\u2019innombrables soci\u00e9t\u00e9s cherchent \u00e0 les attirer. Afin d\u2019envoyer sur les roses (mais toujours tr\u00e8s poliment, c\u2019est un travail pourri) la pauvre t\u00e9l\u00e9phoniste qui voulait savoir pourquoi cela ne m\u2019int\u00e9ressait pas, j\u2019ai r\u00e9pondu\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0j\u2019ai quatre-vingts ans\u00a0\u00bb (en Suisse et en Belgique, otante ou huitante). Il y a eu un silence surpris suivi d\u2019un d\u00e9luge d\u2019excuses pour le d\u00e9rangement – conseil d\u2019amie, faites comme moi\u2026<\/strong>
\nWe are harassed on the phone for \u00ab\u00a0individual learning accounts\u00a0\u00bb: as the state subsidizes rights holders, innumerable companies seek to attract them. In order to get rid of the poor telephonist who wanted to know why it did not interest me (but always very politely, it’s an abominable job) I replied, \u00ab\u00a0I am 80 years old\u00a0\u00bb. There was a surprised silence followed by a deluge of excuses for the inconvenience – friend’s advice, do like me …
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J\u2019ai menti.<\/strong>
\nJ\u2019aurai 70 ans (septante ou soixante-dix\u00a0?) le 11 janvier, vous serez adorables de m\u2019envoyer un petit message ce jour-l\u00e0. Soixante-dix, c\u2019est beaucoup, cela se voit aux cheveux des amis de toujours, devenus argent\u00e9s, puis pass\u00e9s de l\u2019argent au blanchiment. <\/strong>
\nCela se voit \u00e0 la longue liste des disparus. Cela se voit quand mes genoux rechignent avant de se mettre au boulot.<\/strong>
\nCela para\u00eet lourd, ou plut\u00f4t consistant. Il y a un paquet d\u2019ann\u00e9es \u00e9coul\u00e9es, il y a un paquet d\u2019histoires \u00e0 raconter, il y a de l\u2019exp\u00e9rience\u00a0: je me sens riche.<\/strong>
\nI lied.<\/strong><\/span>
\nI will be 70 years old on January 11, you will be adorable to send me a little message that day. Seventy, it’s a lot, it is seen at the hair of the friends of always, become silver, and then gone from silver to whitening (in French, a joke with money laundering).<\/strong><\/span>
\nThis is seen at the long list of missing. This is seen when my knees are reluctant before getting to work.<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt seems heavy, or rather consistent. There is a package of past years, there is a pack of stories to tell, there is experience: I feel rich.
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Cela veut dire aussi pas loin de cinquante ans de vie commune avec Paul (ouh l\u00e0 l\u00e0\u00a0! Quarante-neuf ans de mariage hier\u00a0!). Cela veut dire des milliers de livres accumul\u00e9s, il faudrait pousser les murs, Paul en a d\u00e9nombr\u00e9 cinq mille mais il n\u2019a pas termin\u00e9 le d\u00e9compte. Alors il vient de r\u00e9aliser une nouvelle biblioth\u00e8que, avec un rayon destin\u00e9 plus particuli\u00e8rement aux \u00e9crivains prol\u00e9tariens.<\/strong>
\nIt means also not far from fifty years of life together with Paul (Ooooooops! Forty-nine years since our wedding yesterday!). This means thousands of accumulated books, we would have to push the walls, Paul has counted five thousand but he did not finish the count. So he has just created a new library, with a section intended more particularly for proletarian writers.
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Justement, je lisais \u00ab\u00a0Dans le murmure des feuilles qui dansent\u00a0\u00bb\u2026 Ce livre d\u2019Agn\u00e8s Ledig (qui n\u2019a pas encore sa place dans nos rayons) m\u2019est tomb\u00e9 des mains. C\u2019est pourtant bien \u00e9crit, les personnages sont consistants, la plupart fracass\u00e9s par la vie\u00a0: si c\u2019est bien triste dans la r\u00e9alit\u00e9, \u00e7a donne d\u2019excellents romans. Pourtant j\u2019ai d\u00e9croch\u00e9.<\/strong>
\nAlors j\u2019ai fouin\u00e9 dans nos tr\u00e9sors de papier (o\u00f9 il est parfois difficile de faire son choix, apr\u00e8s tout, c\u2019est comme dans une librairie) et j\u2019ai d\u00e9couvert \u00ab\u00a0Keetje\u00a0\u00bb de Neel Doff\u00a0: la pr\u00e9face de Henri Poulaille a coup\u00e9 court \u00e0 mes doutes, il s\u2019agit bien d\u2019une auteure prol\u00e9tarienne.<\/strong>
\nPrecisely, I read \u00ab\u00a0Dans le murmure des feuilles qui dansent\u00a0\u00bb … This book of Agn\u00e8s Ledig (who has not yet his place in our shelves) fell from the hands. It is well written, the characters are consistent, most shattered by life: if it is sad in reality, it gives great novels. Yet my interest falled down.<\/strong><\/span>
\nSo I nosed around in our paper treasures (where it is sometimes difficult to make one\u2019s choice, after all, it’s like in a bookstore) and I discovered \u00ab\u00a0Keetje\u00a0\u00bb of Neel Doff: the preface by Henri Poulaille has cut short to my doubts, it is a proletarian author.
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Neel Doff (1858-1942), auteure n\u00e9erlandaise dont l\u2019\u0153uvre est \u00ab\u00a0tr\u00e8s largement autobiographique\u00a0\u00bb<\/em>, a pass\u00e9 vingt ans dans une mis\u00e8re effroyable. Ses parents gagnaient \u00e0 peine le n\u00e9cessaire, puis son p\u00e8re a trouv\u00e9 des emplois de moins en moins pay\u00e9s et il a sombr\u00e9 dans la boisson. Sa m\u00e8re a d\u00fb abandonner son m\u00e9tier de denteli\u00e8re pour \u00e9lever ses neuf enfants.<\/strong>
\nNeel Doff (1858-1942), a Dutch author whose work is \u00ab\u00a0very largely autobiographical\u00a0\u00bb<\/em>, spent twenty years in appalling misery. Her parents barely earned the basics, then his father found increasingly lower-paying jobs and he fell into drinking. Her mother had to give up her lace-making trade to raise her nine children.
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Un si\u00e8cle plus tard \u00e0 peine, j\u2019ai eu un acc\u00e8s relativement facile \u00e0 l\u2019information sexuelle puis \u00e0 la contraception. On ne m\u2019a jamais racont\u00e9 que les petites filles naissent dans les roses et les petits gar\u00e7ons dans les choux. \u00c0 Neel (ou plut\u00f4t \u00e0 son h\u00e9ro\u00efne, Keetje), les voisins disaient \u00ab\u00a0ta maman va acheter un b\u00e9b\u00e9\u00a0\u00bb \u00e0 quoi elle r\u00e9pondait avec une sagesse pr\u00e9coce\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0Oh non, nous sommes d\u00e9j\u00e0 huit enfants \u00e0 la maison\u00a0!\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong>
\nJust over a century later, I had relatively easy access to information about sex and then to contraception. I have never been told that little girls are born in roses and little boys in cabbages. To Neel (or rather to her heroine, Keetje), the neighbors would say \u00ab\u00a0your mom is going to buy a baby\u00a0\u00bb to which she replied with precocious wisdom: \u00ab\u00a0Oh no, we are already eight children at home!\u00a0\u00bb
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J\u2019ai interrompu ma lecture pour faire une recherche depuis le slogan des f\u00e9ministes r\u00e9clamant l\u2019acc\u00e8s \u00e0 la contraception et la l\u00e9galisation de l\u2019avortement dans les ann\u00e9es septante (soixante-dix)\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0un enfant si je veux, quand je veux !\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> Les francophones pourront lire cette histoire passionnante<\/a>, sachant qu\u2019en France et \u00ab\u00a0en\u00a01920\u00a0la loi anti-contraception punit toute propagande anticonceptionnelle et interdit aux m\u00e9decins de donner \u00e0 ce sujet le moindre conseil aux femmes\u00a0\u00bb.<\/em> Quant \u00e0 Marie-Louise Giraud, elle sera guillotin\u00e9e en 1943 pour avoir pratiqu\u00e9 des avortements. Qui se rappelle de cela, alors que de nos jours, chez nous, la majorit\u00e9 des gens a acc\u00e8s \u00e0 l\u2019information et aussi, tr\u00e8s souvent, aux moyens contraceptifs\u00a0? Si les parents de Neel avaient eu acc\u00e8s \u00e0 la contraception, la destin\u00e9e de notre h\u00e9ro\u00efne aurait \u00e9t\u00e9 \u00e9videmment toute autre.<\/strong>
\nI interrupted my reading to search for the feminist slogan calling for access to contraception and the legalization of abortion in the seventies: \u00ab\u00a0A child if I want, when I want!\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> French speakers will be able to read this fascinating story<\/a>, knowing that in France and \u00ab\u00a0in 1920 the anti-contraception law punished all contraceptive propaganda and prohibited doctors from giving women any advice on this subject.\u00a0<\/em>\u00bb As for Marie-Louise Giraud, she will be guillotined in 1943 for having performed abortions. Who remembers this, when today, in our country, the majority of people have access to information and also, very often, to contraceptives? If Neel’s parents had had access to contraception, the fate of our heroine would obviously have been quite different.
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Apr\u00e8s des ann\u00e9es de lutte, les parents de Neel, d\u00e9courag\u00e9s, avaient perdu tout espoir de sortir de leur condition, tandis que leur fille se prostituait avant que toute sa famille ne meure de faim. Neel ne comprenait pas\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0La simplicit\u00e9 avec laquelle mes parents s\u2019adaptaient \u00e0 cette situation, me les faisait prendre en une aversion qui croissait chaque jour (\u2026). Sans doute il n\u2019y avait d\u2019autre moyen pour nous de ne pas mourir de faim, mais je me refusais \u00e0 admettre que ce moyen f\u00fbt accept\u00e9 sans la r\u00e9volte et les impr\u00e9cations qui, nuit et jour, me secouaient.<\/em><\/strong>
\nJ\u2019\u00e9tais trop jeune pour comprendre que, chez eux, la mis\u00e8re avait achev\u00e9 son \u0153uvre, tandis que j\u2019avais toute ma jeunesse et toute ma vigueur pour me cabrer devant le sort.\u00a0\u00bb (\u00ab\u00a0Jours de famine et de d\u00e9tresse\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> ce sont les derni\u00e8res phrases du volume.)<\/strong>
\nAfter years of struggle, Neel’s discouraged parents had lost all hope of coming out of their condition, while their daughter became a prostitute before her whole family starved to death. Neel did not understand: \u00ab\u00a0The simplicity with which my parents adapted to this situation, made me take them in an aversion which increased every day (…). No doubt there was no other way for us not to die of hunger, but I refused to admit that this means was accepted without the revolt and the imprecations which, night and day, shook me.<\/em><\/strong><\/span>
\nI was too young to understand that in them misery had finished its work, while I had all my youth and all my vigor to rear up in the face of fate.\u00a0\u00bb (\u00ab\u00a0Jours de famine et de d\u00e9tresse\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> these are the last sentences of the volume.)
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Neel Doff a cependant r\u00e9ussi \u00e0 apprendre \u00e0 lire et elle lit tout avec passion. Cependant, elle croit que riches et pauvres ne sont pas de la m\u00eame esp\u00e8ce, de la m\u00eame race. Et les relations qu\u2019elle finit par nouer avec les uns et les autres, par exemple les peintres, pour qui elle pose, la renvoient parfois \u00e0 son origine, quand ils la croient incapable d\u2019acc\u00e9der \u00e0 leur culture. Elle-m\u00eame s\u2019est forg\u00e9 sa propre culture, \u00ab\u00a0mais pas de l\u2019instruction, ainsi qu\u2019elle le pr\u00e9cise\u00a0\u00bb<\/em>. Cependant, ses innombrables lectures lui permettent de se situer\u00a0: elle n\u2019est pas la seule dans son cas.<\/strong>
\nNeel Doff has however managed to learn to read and she reads everything with a passion. However, she believes that the rich and the poor are not the same species, the same race. And the relationships she ends up forging with one another, for example the painters, for whom she poses, sometimes send her back to her origin, when they believe her incapable of accessing their culture. She has developed her own culture herself, \u00ab\u00a0but not education, as she specifies.\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> However, her countless readings allow her to situate herself: she is not the only one in her case.
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J\u2019appr\u00e9cie tout particuli\u00e8rement son opinion concernant Zola\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0J\u2019avais la sensation de je ne sais quelle peinture superficielle, d\u2019une r\u00e9alit\u00e9 invent\u00e9e ou observ\u00e9e en surface\u00a0; il me semblait qu\u2019il s\u2019\u00e9tait trop fi\u00e9 \u00e0 son intuition, surtout quand il s\u2019agissait du peuple. L\u2019intuition ne vous livrera jamais l\u2019\u00e2me de cet \u00eatre malodorant qui d\u00e9ambule l\u00e0, devant vous\u2026\u00a0\u00bb<\/em><\/strong>
\nPour ma part, autrefois, j\u2019ai d\u00e9vor\u00e9 Zola. Mais je me suis lass\u00e9e des chutes in\u00e9vitables de ses h\u00e9ros. Tous sont condamn\u00e9s\u00a0: maladie, malchance, trahison, pauvret\u00e9 seront leur lot. Aucun n\u2019est capable de sortir de sa condition. Or, Keetje, elle, s\u2019en est sortie, m\u00eame si elle restera hant\u00e9e tout au long de sa vie \u00ab\u00a0malgr\u00e9 l\u2019acquisition d\u2019une certaine aisance\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> par \u00ab\u00a0la mis\u00e8re, mais aussi la puissance de l\u2019argent, la domination masculine, la force des sentiments.\u00a0\u00bb<\/em><\/strong>
\nI particularly appreciate her opinion about Zola: \u00ab\u00a0I had the feeling of some sort of superficial painting, of a reality invented or observed on the surface; it seemed to me that he had relied on his intuition too much, especially when it came from the people. Intuition will never deliver the soul of this smelly being who walks there in front of you \u2026\u00a0\u00bb<\/em><\/strong><\/span>
\nFor my part, I once devoured Zola. But I got tired of the inevitable downfalls of his heroes. All are condemned: disease, bad luck, betrayal, poverty will be their lot. None are able to come out of their condition. However, Keetje DID succeed, even if she will remain haunted throughout her life \u00ab\u00a0in spite of the acquisition of a certain ease\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> by \u00ab\u00a0the misery, but also the power of the money, the male domination masculine, the strength of feelings.\u00a0\u00bb
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\u00ab\u00a0Keetje est un parcours de femme exceptionnel qui n\u2019aurait probablement pu s\u2019enclencher sans la lecture, la litt\u00e9rature.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/em>
\n\u00ab\u00a0Keetje is an exceptional woman\u2019s destiny that probably could not have started without reading, literature.\u00a0\u00bb\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

\u00ab\u00a0Jours de famine et de d\u00e9tresse\u00a0\u00bb, \u00ab\u00a0Keetje\u00a0\u00bb et \u00ab\u00a0Keetje Trottin\u00a0\u00bb constituent ce qu\u2019on appelle la \u00ab\u00a0Trilogie de la faim\u00a0\u00bb. Je note, par exemple, comme d\u00e9but d\u2019un chapitre (dans \u00ab\u00a0Jours de famine et de d\u00e9tresse\u00a0\u00bb p 146 de mon \u00e9dition de 1943)\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0Apr\u00e8s plusieurs ann\u00e9es effroyablement remplies de jours de famine\u00a0\u00bb<\/em>\u2026<\/strong>
\n\u00ab\u00a0Jours de famine et de d\u00e9tresse\u00a0\u00bb, \u00ab\u00a0Keetje\u00a0\u00bb and \u00ab\u00a0Keetje Trottin\u00a0\u00bb form what is known as the \u00ab\u00a0Trilogie de la faim\u00a0\u00bb \u00ab\u00a0Hunger Trilogy\u00a0\u00bb. I note, for example, as the beginning of a chapter (in \u00ab\u00a0Jours de famine et de d\u00e9tresse\u00a0\u00bb p 146 of my 1943 edition): \u00ab\u00a0After several years appallingly filled with days of famine\u00a0\u00bb<\/em> …
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Les sources de mes citations autres que celles tir\u00e9es des romans de Nell Doff sont Wikip\u00e9dia, le Portail des litt\u00e9ratures belges<\/a> et \u00ab\u00a0Karoo<\/a>\u00a0\u00bb, articles que je vous invite vivement \u00e0 lire \u00e0 votre tour. Je vous invite tout autant \u00e0 d\u00e9couvrir cette auteure remarquable (introuvable me direz-vous\u00a0? Essayez les \u00e9ditions Plein Chant et les \u00e9ditions l\u2019\u00c9chapp\u00e9e, ou encore les bouquinistes).<\/strong>
\nThe sources for my quotes other than those taken from Nell Doff’s novels are Wikipedia, le Portail des litt\u00e9ratures belges<\/a> et \u00ab\u00a0Karoo<\/a>\u00a0\u00bb, articles that I urge you to read in your turn. I invite you just as much to discover this remarkable author (impossible to find you say to me? Try les \u00e9ditions Plein Chant and les \u00e9ditions l\u2019\u00c9chapp\u00e9e, or even the booksellers).<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Je d\u00e9couvre Karoo, un site de critique et cr\u00e9ation culturelle tr\u00e8s fourni.<\/strong>
\n\u00ab\u00a0Les Bruxelloises connaissent toutes un peu Neel Doff (1858-1942). En tout cas celles qui sont d\u00e9j\u00e0 pass\u00e9es, au moins une fois, au bord des \u00c9tangs d\u2019Ixelles et \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 de la place Flagey. Entre les deux, sur un triangle d\u2019herbe, souvent garni de divers accessoires abandonn\u00e9s, tr\u00f4ne une sculpture us\u00e9e et verdie par le temps. Ce monument rend hommage \u00e0 Charles De Coster (NDLC auteur de Till l\u2019espi\u00e8gle) et repr\u00e9sente les deux h\u00e9ros de sa grande \u0153uvre, La L\u00e9gende d’Ulenspiegel. Le personnage de Nele, pench\u00e9 sur son m\u00e9lancolique amant, a les traits de Doff qui posa pour le sculpteur Charles Samuel. Ce visage anonyme, \u00e0 part pour quelques connaisseuses qui viennent rendre hommage, de temps \u00e0 autre, \u00e0 De Coster ou \u00e0 Doff, est l\u2019une des seules traces laiss\u00e9es par l\u2019\u00e9crivaine dans l\u2019espace public en Belgique.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/em>
\nI discover Karoo, a site of criticism and cultural creation very provided.<\/strong><\/span>
\n\u00ab\u00a0The people of Brussels all know Neel Doff (1858-1942) a little. In any case, those who have already passed, at least once, on the edge of the Ixelles ponds and next to the Place Flagey. Between the two, on a triangle of grass, often furnished with various abandoned accessories, sits a sculpture worn and green by time. This monument pays homage to Charles De Coster (NDLC author of Till l\u2019espi\u00e8gle) and represents the two heroes of his great work, The Legend of Ulenspiegel. The character of Nele, leaning over her melancholy lover, has the features of Doff who posed for the sculptor Charles Samuel. This anonymous face, except for a few connoisseurs who come to pay homage, from time to time, to De Coster or Doff, is one of the only traces left by the writer in the public space in Belgium.\u00a0\u00bb
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\nEt puisqu\u2019il s\u2019agit de commencer l\u2019ann\u00e9e, il n\u2019y a rien de scandaleux \u00e0 s\u2019installer douillettement pour savourer un bon bouquin, m\u00eame si ce dernier parle de mis\u00e8re. Apr\u00e8s tout, Neel Doff a \u00e9crit pour \u00eatre lue\u00a0: je vous souhaite, en sa compagnie ou pas, une belle ann\u00e9e, la paix, r\u00eavons un peu\u00a0: la fin des mensonges, plus de fraternit\u00e9\u2026 Je vous souhaite une ann\u00e9e 2022 qui vaille la peine d\u2019\u00eatre v\u00e9cue. <\/strong>
\nAnd since it\u2019s the start of the year, there\u2019s nothing scandalous about getting cozy up and savoring a good book, even if it is about misery. After all, Neel Doff wrote to be read: I wish you, in her company or not, a good year, peace, let’s dream a little: the end of lies, more fraternity … I wish you a year 2022 that is worth it pain to be lived.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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Avez-vous pu compter tous les avions\u00a0?<\/strong>
\nWere you able to count all the planes?<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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