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Ne jamais se résigner – Est-ce la limite? | Isabelle Lasserre | TEDxAlsace


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hello I set foot in my

first war with a huge ball

at the belly

immerse myself in the noble in the heart

the noblest of this craft cover the

most violent crises

those in which we will never again

had always been my dream since the

beginning of the Gulf War I

so steeped desks from

the weekly international mail

but it took me several months to find

courage to resign to become

freelancers or rather to become me

I was 29 years old not a dime in his pocket

I was a little bohemian and I decided

to follow a humanitarian organization

who was leaving for bosnia a little to

let’s go back true with the desire to

touch this job to the heart but the fear

to not be able to support the

trip to bosnia was to last ten days

I stayed two and a half years

been snapped up by history

I was contaminated by the virus of the

war from the first day I

started working for the figaro

and very quickly it was the gear jallet

from village to village from front to front

I attended the operations of

ethnic cleansing

I could not stop anymore I was taking

bigger and bigger risks I

could no longer come to an order is well

I can not continue

see the facts that it would make me go

come back

sorry I was dreading this white actually

and it’s white that came from

risks here I ‘m sorry I was coming over to

to stop I took risks of

bigger and bigger I was going all the way

time under the shelling

I put out the bulletproof vest

English called me deceive death but

me yet in my job

actually cover wars that was the

most exciting thing in the world

in fact when we cover a war we

sees the story being done in

direct she literally springs from

earth and when one is a journalist

it’s really the top but there was

something else at the time too for me

it was the best way to access

grail the grail it was the service

international newspaper

national and in this environment exclusively

male I knew that to buy my

place I had to do more and

better than men and so I do

explode all the boundaries

I did not realize at the time what

damage it could cause but he

there are other things in fact also in

wars human relations are

completely multiply the masks

fall and social cover slips the

trivialities disappear in fact the

people are really themselves some

make up for a game turn out to be

cowards others imagined

choir turns into a hero

contrary to what we think

wars are not done that

of atrocities the wars also carries

stories of love and friendship

absolutely extraordinary

a war that extracts the worst of

the human being but also the best I

must recognize him

I also had something else to cover

war for me it was a way of

life a way of life made of freedom

of adrenaline of bursts of laughter at night

whole to remake the world around

a bottle of crazy local alcohol

ride in 4 4 connecting

the fronts it was that too this mode of

life in fact the story is so

strong the one that comes I have some

thing in me that makes me stop

in fact I am from chamonix

the city of extreme sports

I paced the mountain since my

younger age I was raised in

nature and in the snow at the pace of

charge

I lost a lot of loved ones in

this mountain that kills I never imagined

not cover doing this job by staying

in an office with schedules with

a hierarchy

for me it was impossible

that’s missed by the fact

here

I will go into the story the one

that in 1992 a fall day

the story has turned against me

I live unpleasant the capital of the

croatia i share an apartment with

an american journalist friend and a

morning I woke up with

the impression of having slept well and

to have for once escaped

insomnia that punctuated my sleep

since I was covering this war I

jumped from my bed I press

the switch and the scene remained

black I groped

until the living room I was surprised they

always make it so dark and there my

friend laura to scream he knew law

trapeze at the tap and pay at the buttocks

so I put my hands on my face

I felt my swollen burning skin

inflated I had been transforming myself

face it had become a huge balloon

all super years I can open the

eyelids I had ping balls

pong instead of eyes

it was panic

I became what elephant man

which had happened during the night to

that I can transform myself as well

what did I do what

I was allergic to something

would I stifle the

Croatian doctors we exclude the dam of

queen who made me one or two

bites but I have not deflated I

stayed two days have a

apartment without being able to go out in

being extremely anxious in the face

burned I had become a

monster and I did not understand why

it must be said that for six months I had

not stopped I had chained

surveys and reports probably

too hard for me I had spent two

days on a mass grave at mostar a

Half Croatian city half

Muslim who was bombarded by the

Serb forces

from the hills I had witnessed

the exhumation of the corpses about 300 a

big bulldozer was coming out of the ground

putrefying body

some still had their hands tied

in the back a lot had been

murdered with a bullet in the head

there were a lot of women and

a lot of kids when I got home

in my split hotel on the coast

Adriatic

I had to throw away all my clothes and

also my shoes I had taken

several showers in a row but

the haunting smell of death do not leave

not she was in my hair in

my nails absolutely everywhere she

did not want to go away I kept it

olfactory memory

as I have kept the memory

auditory shelling I hate

the fireworks and then I had

also worked on the degradation of

relations between Croatians and

Muslim

it’s a second war that was

add to the first best known

between the Serbs and the Croats then

obviously when we look for love they

ended up finding her

and I found it every time I

found myself trapped at the bottom

of a valley at the edge of a ravine when

Croats and Muslims started

to shoot at each other from the hills

who dominate the place where I was

so I had to crawl for hours

with my passport in my right hand

in the left hand a white handkerchief

that I was agitating all that to extract myself

from this hell and then I also had there

work on rape of women

muslims by the Bosnian Serbs

During months

I had walked all the camps

refugees from the region I had

collected from 10

two testimonies I had all the

evidence that I needed it even

who was incredible managed to speak

to hangmen eh ben I’ve never

written I could never write the paper

it was absolutely impossible in fact

I felt like I arrived at

After what is and relatable to

the readers but also for me

it was my first war I did not

did not know my limits and the war

it’s a drug

an addiction that I was going to put

long to heal myself as my face

turned into that of a monster

when I became schuman elephants

who returned to paris I asked

a friend who come to pick me up

never the airport but we know found

for the fact that he did not recognize me I am

went to the hospital saint-louis in the

dermatology department and there I was

do all the possible tests and

imaginable

we never found anything

of allergy were negative in fact

I had nothing even sent

pictures of my face to

foreign specialists

in vain

those stays at saint louis gillet that

the morning I made them entrecoupait

stay in bosnia because in fact I

could not help but go back to

sarajevo the call of the war was

too strong so I leave tech of the

cortisone i stayed 15 days and when

I had to stop

cortisone with my face was recovering

to inflate and ben I go back to holy

louis

however since quite soon enough when

even I had suggested to doctors

who obviously was helpless

disease that was probably

psychosomatic origins I have them

explained what I was doing the way

which I practiced this profession what

I had lived in recent weeks

in recent months but every time I

I was hitting a wall a possible he said

we’ve never seen such a thing before

dermatological reaction following a shock

emotional or emotional it’s impossible

so I was desperate actually

because I was starting to have the

certainty that I could not live

a long time like that it was not

possible it was too hard actually I

could not even go out on the street

to buy a baguette it worked

I did not get there

and then one day after about

three months the doctors of saint-louis

advised me to go elsewhere

they told me in other hospitals

other doctors may have

other ideas but we at the holds and

they said and if you really care

your psychosomatic stories you

can always go see in the

hallway next door knocked on the door

of madam so

she claims to be psycho dermato but

we do not take it seriously

I was absolutely furious who put k

it is the existence of this woman if

long gone furax from the service I

slammed the door and I went

knock on the desk I was told

I summarized my story in a few

phrases and the specialist very

naturally gave me an appointment

next day in his private practice

she just told me three words she told me

says ‘ he’s no longer looking for you ‘re for

me

the therapy lasted less than two months

four or five sessions during

which she analyzed my dreams and

a day or rather a night the disease

is gone I will tell you how I

leaves had I dreamed that I was giving birth

of a giant spider

it makes you laugh me a monster at a walk

become a species of tarantulas

gigantic came out of my body I got

am awake in breathless age with

the heart that was beating at 150 then

absolutely convinced that I was going to die

under the bites of this species of

imaginary beasts but when I

resumed my spirits

I understood I understood that in fact the

sickness the evil was out two months

so the dermato confirmed my

diagnosis she told me it’s good you

are healed you no longer need to

come back to wash the air a little astonished

and she told me yet when I told you

have seen you arrive with your allergy

in the war I thought we had

for ten years after this story I

is paying a lot more attention

avoided spending two days on a

charnel-house

I took I try to take

distances with local people

I told myself I was telling myself it’s not your

war is not your story but I

started a little bit to stabilize myself

in fact I started to be scared

the war was getting heavy

I met my future husband is then

when a newspaper offered to go

russia and change of air basically I said

yes or rather we said it yes because

my husband had also been offered the

same thing so we left but like

I said it just now the war

it’s a rock it’s an addiction and

plunge back into scarcely did I put the

feet in Moscow because the war of

Chechnya started again and I

been snapped up the trick started again

jallet more and more away from more and

closer to the shelling I could

actions intends to stop it’s a drug

in fact I needed war one

day during the fall of grozny and I’m

remember hesitating with a friend of

liberation the city was in the process of

fall

I did not know if I had to stay or not

every day but he was leaving me

I said I want to stay but

I would like the newspaper to tell me

ask then I call the head of desk

at the time his name was jean jacques

and I say good is Jean-Jacques this is

stalingrad the city will fall every

days is not it then I can not

want paper because it will have more

satellite phones but I can

stay if you want and that’s what got me

said ma d’isobel it would not hurt that the

figaro be the last newspaper to stay

in grozny during the fall of the city

at the precise moment they present or

wii pronounce sentence a bomb dropped

by an airplane falls on the piece in

which I am I found myself

under the table in the middle of the dust

in the middle of the rubble at the edge of the void and

the phone had been ripped off from

my hands by the breath of the explosion

but I could hear jean jacques

who was screaming in the isabelle earpiece

had to return immediately

between the planes the tanks the snipers

the helicopters the exit of grozny has

apocalyptic summer

I will remember it all my life during

all these years in bosnia in

Chechnya

I did not give up my life as a woman on

the field I was a little a guy have

did one but it did not bother me

because I had been a tomboy

when I was little but in my life I

I had two children

beautiful

I had a lot of energy and I

managed to cumulate everything even though I

did not really do things

orthodox way

I never took maternity leave

I covered the war in Chechnya

pregnant nawak anyone

it’s not things I’m very

proud today during the war of

Chechnya

I never remade giant allergy

but every time I crossed

my limits every time I went

too far I became depressed I

could not sleep anymore I was crying

all the time I was fragile

I had more confidence in me

did not go to me when I returned

in Paris I did a psychotherapy

I tried to have a huge need

and that’s where I understood this is where

that I understood after several months

where did this attraction come from?

I had for the war I lost my

mother when I was 20 years old in a

avalanche to chamonix

she died in January but we have

found his body in June only

after snow melting

I did not go to his funeral

it was too hard

I preferred to live in denial I

not accompanied my father who all

weekends with ski poles go

search the avalanche snow for

try to find the body of my

mother

this denim accompanied during

years he haunted my days and my

nights and I think in hindsight that he has

partly shaped what I am

today my character

my personality actually but I

understood in fact I understood that in

covering a war I found my

mother because I put myself in a

situation in which I was risking me

also in my turn a violent death

from the moment I understood

this fundamental thing the war is

become much less indispensable for

I continued to cover

conflicts iraq but Afghanistan more

in the same way I was crossing

much less my limits because in

did I knew them now and then

after I divorced

I decided to stop reporting

war my family life had become

too complicated and it did not stick with

the way I lived my life

professional but there was at

on top of something else

there was a call that came from

inside me I had to

change of life so at the beginning I will

not hide that it was extremely

difficult since it’s a drug

the war so I was stamping on every

once a conflict started I was

frustrated I wanted to go I was

unbearable to the newspaper my boss on

called me nitroglycerin

and it stayed me higher in the

newspaper

so I found other experiences

extreme to compensate for as cover

a marathon for example and then after

a few months things went

eased

it was getting better and better

I managed to wean myself off the war

it’s as if I had done a cure

detox

today I take care of the questions of

strategy diplomacy and I love it

recently one of my friends at the newspaper

who also did war reporting

asked me isabelle it does not fail

to go cover the war that starts

in Mosul one against the jihadists in

Iraq

I said absolutely not and you

he told me yes yes today I

know my limits I crossed it

almost never again I stop

always on time in most

areas

I took a long time to acquire this

knowledge of me and this distance

vis-à-vis the outside world who before

we completely invaded the lines

reds of each are rarely the

same and it belongs to each of

find me since I identified

mine it’s a lot better

today I am convinced of a

thing when we get the relationship

extreme intimate with extreme there is

always behind a deep reason

they often go back to childhood the

to discover is indispensable the

process is long it is painful

but it makes it possible to transform its

weaknesses in strength

it helps to gain experience

in life that serves every day and

especially especially it helps to break free

that wars are also

indoor

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