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\"HANTZBERG\"<\/p>\n

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\u00ab\u00a0Quand je me l\u00e8ve, je marche lentement, je n\u2019arrive pas \u00e0 penser \u00e0 autre chose qu\u2019\u00e0 aller d\u00e9jeuner, m\u2019habiller, partir.\u00a0\u00bb Thomas<\/p>\n

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\"TOURNIER\"<\/p>\n

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\u00ab\u00a0Le fait d\u2019avoir un rituel quotidien me donne la sensation d\u2019\u00eatre un mort-vivant\u00a0: se lever, d\u00e9jeuner, se laver, s\u2019habiller, se pr\u00e9parer, aller au coll\u00e8ge, travailler, manger, retravailler, rentrer, faire ses devoirs, go\u00fbter, se laver, faire son sac, manger, dormir, recommencer.\u00a0\u00bb Margaux<\/p>\n

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\"MALKOUN\"<\/p>\n

\u00ab\u00a0Tous les matins c’est la m\u00eame chose\u00a0; je descends ma rue, je vais au coll\u00e8ge, je rentre en cours alors que je suis encore endormi. Au d\u00e9but j’essaye d’\u00e9couter et vite je m’en lasse, c’est \u00e0 ce moment que je perds vraiment conscience; je n’\u00e9coute plus ou tr\u00e8s peu. Je pense \u00e0 autre chose, j’oublie le temps, je m’isole pour \u00eatre plus discret et ne pas me faire remarquer. Cela ne fait de mal \u00e0 personne\u00a0; \u00e7a fait juste un \u00e9l\u00e8ve de moins dans la classe. Je suis conscient de cette perte de conscience, c’est comme si je me mettais en veille. Je revis quand je fais ce que j’aime ou que je fais volontairement marcher mon cerveau. \u00a0Ce n’est pas dans chaque cours !!!!!!!\u00a0\u00bb Mathieu<\/p>\n

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\"HERGLE\"<\/p>\n

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\u00ab\u00a0Au coll\u00e8ge nous d\u00e9ambulons dans les couloirs entre les cours, guid\u00e9s par une seule pens\u00e9e\u00a0: aller en cours. Nous avons un emploi du temps qui nous dicte quoi faire, o\u00f9 le faire et quand le faire. On est oblig\u00e9s d\u2019y aller, de rester assis pendant les cours, de penser au cours et pas \u00e0 autre chose, de faire ce que l\u2019on nous dit, et de rester jusqu\u2019\u00e0 la fin.\u00a0\u00bb Hugo<\/p>\n

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  \u00ab\u00a0Quand je me l\u00e8ve, je marche lentement, je n\u2019arrive pas \u00e0 penser \u00e0 autre chose qu\u2019\u00e0 aller d\u00e9jeuner, m\u2019habiller, partir.\u00a0\u00bb Thomas               \u00ab\u00a0Le fait d\u2019avoir un rituel quotidien me donne la sensation d\u2019\u00eatre un mort-vivant\u00a0: se lever, d\u00e9jeuner, se laver, s\u2019habiller, se pr\u00e9parer, aller au coll\u00e8ge, travailler, manger, retravailler, rentrer, faire ses devoirs, go\u00fbter, se laver, faire son sac, manger, dormir, recommencer.\u00a0\u00bb Margaux       \u00ab\u00a0Tous les matins c’est la m\u00eame chose\u00a0; je descends ma rue, je vais au coll\u00e8ge, je rentre en cours alors que je suis encore endormi. Au d\u00e9but<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[6,35,56],"tags":[],"coauthors":[],"class_list":["post-606","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articles","category-autoportraits","category-archives-2014-2015"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5nyO7-9M","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":474,"url":"https:\/\/chroniquesdanjoutinoises.fr\/WordPress3\/?p=474","url_meta":{"origin":606,"position":0},"title":"L’\u00e9trange quotidien de Dany","author":"admin","date":"20\/01\/2015","format":false,"excerpt":"Habituellement, mes journ\u00e9es se r\u00e9sument \u00e0\u00a0: se lever, s\u2019habiller, d\u00e9jeuner, aller en cours, manger, retourner en cours, rentrer \u00e0 la maison. 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