me, when I love, love! And I immediately wanted to share with my family that I loved. That's why the quote is my standard Pennac, Pennac says so this notion of sharing own communities of readers!
I recently met a Congolese writer, Aime Eyengué, and since I enjoy reading it. In October last held the book fair L'Hay-les-Roses, I almost be there but I had another appointment, important. If you did not, no problem, Aime gives us an account so lively and enjoyable to read than you will find there as if by magic. Are you ready? Let's go! Back to the room, a reading time.
" We were there. It was within the Val-de-Marne. In an average city of Ile-de-France. A city in mid-town, Mid-City, adjacent to Bourg-la-Reine, but in the Val de Bievre. Where the Moulin de la Bievre was mixing air between the cold morning and the breeze of evening over a range of illuminated books sunny and fragrant scents of a thousand and one nights with flavors of rainforests. Under a rain fall shy, but lettuce and interminable. In the mix of people who tend the rose with a smile: at L'Hay-les-Roses.
From 1 to 3 October in the year two thousand and ten, he blew a historic harmattan, which formed eddies in mid fifties instead of the Mill, under the eye impressed and joyful variegated stride, Friends of the Arts, came from all sides. There was really an African presence! The publisher at the fiftieth Congo nascent Gallery, through Paar, ACORIA and masks.
book fair was a memorable under the sign of the fiftieth anniversary of the African countries, former colonies of the Motherland, addicted to the words dictated to them by inspiration of French, to echo reading together in harmony of peoples.
You could read Broken Glass, Adviser to the Prince or Riwan ... books, which embellished tables topped with red Royal sign unforgettable days.
You could feel the presence of an illustrious feather reporting the Suns of Independence before an audience of sharp minds, one could not see the frenetic Roundtable Tcha-Tcha and Independence, which grew on the song, through no sense of people of letters mingled with people of the League of Ambianceurs and Elegant People (SAPE), which had raised the living room of their presence.
But we could also see the left-wing politicians rub those on the right, heart left well, the time for reunion under a palaver tree imported from Africa.
was the paragon. Books and Men. "
Beloved Eyengué
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