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J'appartiens à cette génération dont les grands-parents sont nés vers la fin de la Seconde Guerre Mondiale.
Qui n'a jamais voulu savoir ce qui s'est passé pendant cette période tant populaire, mais aussi tant traumatisante de l'histoire, en-dehors des faits traditionnels dont nous parlent les manuels scolaires ?
Étant curieuse, j'ai questionné ma grand-mère à ce sujet. C'est là qu'elle ma jugé assez grande pour me raconter ce qu'elle avait vécu durant son enfance. Et ce que j'y ai découvert dépassait de loin toutes mes attentes.
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