"At the time of my story, I was in the middle of a fight for survival. My day to day was to count the lambs, do not say my name, protect, survive. Future dreams came later, since I had an affective structure, a foster family, a stable framework. sixty-four years I could not say anything now, it is the first time I do. "In the moving lines of this" very personal confession "Boris Cyrulnik recalls his childhood, his arrest, his escape and above disobedience towards men and ideas. In search of his past, the author confronts his memories with the reality of the places, with the words of the people who were with him at the time. Leaving behind the simple circumstances of a particular life, the author takes us into exploring the remotest memories. Against the horror, the spirit is protected, protects us from madness. When it does, the drop occurs. In this little book, I remember ..., with a...read more
