NARJESS

What if being “badly raised” was a form of freedom?

The daughter of immigrants, raised by her illiterate grandmother in a provincial city, Narjess grew up in a matriarchal home where children are not forced to kiss guests or finish their plates.

Between confidences and spicy observations of our society, it mixes political commitment and intimate experience, without detour.

"If I kept everything in me, for myself, how could I join you, how could I reach out to you, to the decimated, to the mistreated, if our destinies did not fall into oblivion perhaps we could not make to believe to so many people that lives are worth more than others."