Ils ont été formés comme jeunes ambassadeurs pour développer la confiance en eux-mêmes, pour leur apprendre à travailler ensemble et à prendre des responsabilités. Ils ont eux-mêmes choisi leur slogan ToPaTouSel. Cela les incite donc à raconter leur parcours et à devenir eux-mêmes acteurs de la sensibilisation auprès d’autres jeunes qu’ils rencontrent.
Pas question de rester enfermés dans leur monde intérieur avec ses joies et ses problèmes. Il leur faut connaître les réalités mauriciennes avec ses joies, ses problèmes et ses projets positifs. Il faut se tenir au courant de l’actualité en lisant les journaux, en écoutant les nouvelles, en s’intéressant à ce que vivent d’autres jeunes. C’est le meilleur moyen d’être un bon citoyen qui s’informe et qui écoute avant de prendre des décisions au lieu de s’enfermer dans son propre monde personnel avec des idées arrêtées et des jugements négatifs.
Sabrina Lapierre, responsable du département Psychosocial d’ANFEN, a travaillé avec ces jeunes ambassadeurs trois vidéos sur l’amitié, le respect et la résilience qui ont permis aux jeunes de partager leur vécu, de donner leurs points de vue et aussi de prendre des responsabilités.
Ce week-end se termine après une semaine bien mouvementée avec les troubles et les vols dans notre pays. Comment sortira notre République de toute cette violence imprévue qui va peser bien lourd sur notre budget national. Prions pour que le calme revienne et que vous, les jeunes, soyez des apôtres énergiques qui sauront motiver notre République à plus de justice sociale.
Monique Dinan
Élodie, Nou Tou Ansam Avek Twa
As One People, As One Nation — A Message of Hope and Solidarity
By Angkush Poonye
Across our island, hearts unite,
Holding on to hope and light,
Beyond religion, beyond ethnic ties,
One nation’s hope beneath these skies.
We stand as one in your hour of need,
Élodie, may you find the strength to heal.
A thousand prayers, a nation’s plea,
May hope restore your strength and energy.
You are a mother, so young, so dear,
With a little one longing to have you near,
A tiny hand, a loving embrace,
Longing to feel your warmth, your face.
May the doctors who come from afar
Bring healing and hope, like a guiding star,
May strength return with each new day,
And lead you gently on your way.
For you are more than news we read,
You are a life, a hope, a dream.
And in this moment, we stand as one,
Praying your story is far from done.
Enn sel lepep, enn sel nation,
Ansam dan lespwar ek konpasion.
Élodie, nou tou ansam avek twa,
Nou leker, nou lapriyer, avek twa.
Ki nou relizion, nou kouler, nou orizin,
Nou swet twa kouraz ek gerizon.
To zanfan bizin twa, Élodie,
Ki lavi redonn twa enn nouvo sourir.
THE INVISIBLE KILLER
My mother’s abdominal pain become chronic. Diagnosis kept changing. Guess work became the code word. Several X-ray reports still failed to confirm concrete diagnosis. All the family members forgot their meals as they were held as hostages by some powerful and unknown force. Our focus was undeniably on our mother’s health.
Surgical intervention was the only option. The discovery choked us all. The abdominal opening was sealed on the spot after samples of the diseased parts were removed as specimen, pathological tests were carried out to determine the cause of that misery. The lab tests are going to unveil the monster that was responsible for unbearable pain in the form of mushroom like growth resembling bulbs of the intestine.
When I reported for the test result, my limbs were cramped, fingers crossed, hand folded, I kept murmuring the sacred verses from holy scripture as to protect my mother’s health. But the pathologist had already printed his verdict. His advice crucified me. “Fulfill her wishes during the forthcoming months…” I was dumb. Leaf almost halted. Limbs were cramped.
Defeated, I left the lab dumb. Pain continued on both sides. We were already dead. She became an in-patient at the radiotherapy was. Why? My mother guessed it right. We wanted to remove the enemy from her body. The surgeon decided to ‘chop’ the diseased part of the intestine. Helpless, we just knelt down to the doctor’s proposal. Out priority was our mother’s health. We were ready for a second surgery. We were stuck by another lightening. Almost dead!. Pain killers were never able to bring that smile on out mother’s face.
Still loss of weight was inevitable. Hair falls just followed as the killer cells continued to invade the other organs. Dressing was changed regularly. Repeated injections perforated her arm. Her legendary smile gave way to a defeated face always fighting to bear the atrocious pain.
At last, she passed away leaving us dead expecting that one day science will be able to overcome this terrible enemy.
Amrit
Anou kontign viv dan larmoni
Depi le 9 Oktob 2026, Moris finn bouleverse par sa ki finn ariv Elodie Thomas, enn zenn fam 27 an, ki ti pe retourn kot li apre travay.
Tou bann Morisien, san get kouler lapo, ras ouswa relizion, finn zwenn dan solidarite ek lapriyer pou soutenir Elodie ek so fami.
Avek lagras Bondie, le 15 Oktob, nou finn retrouv Elodie pe marse dan enn video.
Nou swet li enn bon gerizon ek nou kontign priye pou ki li regagn so lafors.
Anou kontign viv dan larmoni, kouma bann frer ek ser, avek lamour, respe ek solidarite, malgre nou diferans.
Emmanuel
