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Z. .. sailing on the head and buttocks to fire

Z .... it what is called in French bitch in Tunisian 9ahba (el hacha chahar). She had not reached 15 years, and already the blazes. Z ... but lacked the means to achieve its ambitions, favored by nature, but socially disadvantaged, she realized quickly that she could take the advantage of the wealth which God had endowed. Prior to becoming a bi kahba awrakha, she began to learn with classmates or mechanics or masons who came to the school trainer lured by Lahma el el el EIRR and Bazoulé Hanina al. So she lost her virginity in an uncomfortable intimacy cave around the school Boukhris in Bizerte. She later said she was raped. Yes but as we know, ethotic yedek fait Maghagha wa telsa3k Hanech. Esh or Lezha heya mehchya fait dewemess. Well done for her, will say it. Well done or poorly done, the girl took a liking to the thing. And soon the narrow and discrete el Damous offered him no longer sufficed him. Thus it came down to offer her charms elsewhere. The quality of her lovers changed, their gifts too. His mother was amazed just to see her daughter brought the clothes she herself would never have dreamed afford. This is my girlfriend who have lent me "she said. The same laptop, the beautiful suede coat faux fur collar like the beautiful faux leather boots, too. What friends can be generous when it comes to actually still friends ... it is that the father worked as 3asses (guardian) in a factory at night and day concierge. He was working in order to provide its children with beautiful coats faux fur collar suede or faux leather boots fine. But the poor could barely feed his five children. So she sought in her lovers what his father could offer him. And then the story does not tell us what happened between the mother and daughter, because one fine day ... Z takes its cliques and claques and leaving home. Tell the mother to paternal uncles curious she spends the week with her aunt. Except that during this time, Z ... Delight in a better sex life and liberty without barriers including Ms. Naima receipt of compensation after the start of each supplier of tenderness and hugs ephemeral. But Bizerte is so small and news travels fast. One day a zealous lover (who turned out to be a neighbor) hastened to sleep with her and go and tell one of his paternal uncles that his niece had gone wrong. And to show his good faith, he swore to high heaven when he realized it was the girl next door from behind he would not touch it. History does not tell us what it really is. Still, it is more plausible for the purposes of this story that he slept with her. It becomes even more sordid ... like crazy uncles go looking for him, they threaten the type of complaint against him if he does not say where he was found. Now he had found him a friend. And yarn needle, the uncles found in a rotten apartment downtown near the bus station which leads to Beja. Z ... they bring strength. Kelet tarih, for the honor will say it. And the father in all this? Absent. The story goes that he cried a lot. He cried for what people say. Honor and that will say it is more important than the feelings of a girl of 15 years after all. The psychological subtleties, it is for Westerners in search of ego. Ours is adhrab or Rod lel terkina is Kelem Ennesser first. Ah! integrity and tact of Arab Muslim
... Z ... But can not stand to stay locked in the house. And everyone watches his every move. The only requirement to let out is that she wears the veil. And yes! just a piece of fabric to buy good behavior and find a husband with whom she can live an unbridled sexuality, or classic, finally, as she sees fit, as long as men kherjet kelfethom. Z ... and starts to leave, his head covered and the blazes. Men Fouk I9ra rotana and down, like a dear friend. And her veil he feels too hot, it transpires, it sucks ...
She prepares her suitcase into hiding. There is an opening on the roof. She can jump from a wall and sneaking through the roof of neighboring 3arbi dar. It transpires it sucks ... it's night. Her mother sleeps beside her for fear she might run away again. But his mother and her deep sleep, she leg lightly. Here it is on the roof. She leaves. History does not tell us what happened that night, but we know that the next day ... Z went knocking on doors. She is a lady of a certain age. She said she just Tunis, she is an orphan, she would work as a housekeeper and that if she did not accept her, she knows exactly where she can sleep. May be in Sidi Salem el Kantara mata3 or kantaret Zarzouna. The good lady, pious, said Oulia. It is better to accept it at home rather ke yo93ed dhanbeha rakbetha fi. She hosts. But news travels fast. The family learns that Z ... has run away again. She was looking everywhere. The Faillot is no shortage. Hamdoullah! How to find the girls lost otherwise. It is found in the lady. They threatened the woman to complain. The lady feels that the sky falls on his head. She thought to do good, and now she will be on the bench of a court to statutory rape and ifssad Chabiba. Uncles, good princes pardon the lady. Z ... they bring home. Retariha etc.. this time is not the veil that will calm his ardor. Second solution, to find a husband. No Bizerte, his reputation is ruined. A husband who comes from afar, and would be overwhelmed by its beauty. It is true that she was beautiful ... Z khassaretha. He found
beney (a bricklayer), Moustapha mustache, who is from Sidi El Bechir. It's true that can not afford, but who cares, my Rajel i3ibou chey, except that it seems he is miboune. Finally it is the neighbors who say this. His approach is not very clear and it is undeniable proof. But finally 3andou chenebet bech yostorha. And most importantly, he knows not the family. So hop hop hop, there is engagement in a hurry. It is not inviting nobody. It was decided the marriage. It passes quickly make him a renewal of marriage.
Ya dini mahleli farhou.
that's it they married and lived happy ...? the story does not say.

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Amateur Film Festival in Kelibia, Mejdi Dabebi, the prize of best film

I went quite by chance, since I would stay there forever. The annual film festival amateur Kelibia. Home movies, there were: very poor, but others were a pure delight. I have only attended those projected Friday night. These were the films Reconciliation of spouses, Real life (much ado about nothing), Paola left (the title leaves us waiting for a good movie but the Latin one is faced with a scenario tasteless irra9dou 3ala el kelb kharaytou). Scenarios of these films are worse than porn movies in the fineness of the aftershocks and the aesthetic, not even talking about the game of certain players. It remains the festival of amateur film will tell me some but I see the amateur does not mean lack of artistic sensibility, because, fortunately, other "amateurs" have fared as well as masterpieces by the originality of the subject by the aesthetic sensibility their short films.

For the originality of the topic, I loved both Dentophobia qu'Obsession. The latter also gave us the right to scenes of great beauty to mention that under water and the last in the rain. But the most beautiful film in my eyes veiled Land of Mejdi Dabebi. It one of the few directors who took the gamble of relying on the intelligence of the viewer. The film disturbing at first you do not understand and apply it to understand. A film I like, fine, aesthetically desired. A silent film but that is about it. The acting at times highly theatrical features a woman who oscillates between submission and rebellion against man, (the choice of the actor is quite relevant, a manly man, rough and raw, that of an actress Just under a lot less fine for the role). The originality of the film lies not in the subject but in the way to treat it, tackling the topic of relations between men and women worn without lapsing into cliché is a challenge Mejdi Dabebi noted with gusto. If one word could summarize the movie, that's the word object. The director tells the subject to tell the man. fetishism Mejdi meets at the corner of a wall on which it crushes an orange that has been peeled, it occurs in the manufacture of a necklace, a string tied to a foot or an ethereal veil floating in the water, left behind as the Japanese manga of my childhood. A Asian delicacy that is found in a film full of modesty. Mejdi Dabebi does not say. It beckons. The shadow in the late stage an aerial courtship. The woman was freed from its veil and was offered. One man, one woman, Adam illusion of those who were one with nature: it tames the heat from the earth, she left her past in the water without return. Man becomes man fire bird, majestic and beautiful, he tries to fly away. Icarus, the bird flew child but was too near the sun ... but he fears nothing, he flies in for the night the sun setting, behind the shadow. And Mejdi Dabebi flew behind him on stage accepting the award from sudden heart of the jury for the aesthetic of the film.

Under your applause .... please.

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habits and customs of the FTCA, the cult of the divine Kelibia dreamers.

FTCA, the sect as I used to say yo my girlfriend to Paris. Since 7 years we know each other, she kept me with folded ears hammam lif or jeme3et FTCA. To me these barbarians gave me the initial impression of belonging to a world which only the initiated were allowed entry, a bit in the style of Masonic lodges. Members of the FTCA were found every year in Kelibia to invade the stands of the house of culture and the restaurant El Mansour. The film was their religion that celebrated their wedding on the beach of bacchanalian 2h at 6am or just the stars on the terrace of a hotel at 50 dinars a rotten night. Wood is my blood. And each religion has its rituals, the cult of the divine drinkers after the wedding Bacchic heads for the port to catch breakfast. Each religion has its rituals, the cult of the divine dreamers we eat fish barbecue on the port as a breakfast. Barbaric ritual which was soon made to taste. We do not live that night, the days of festivals, we live at all. Time no longer depends on sunset and sunrise. This overcomes time according to his own subjectivity. The holidays and celebrations, is the cyclical repetition. We live the time broke, and going beyond the limits imposed by the body. A form of asceticism subjective preach the children of Noah.

We expect the sun and we go out we go to the temple to celebrate the Eucharist film. The fans have their eyes glued to the screen. The images follow hypnotize us. And I look at the moon behind the screen. The moon as this screen reflects the light and sends images. Tribute to the moon. This is when the sun is not that the movie is.