C’est l’heure du d\u00e9part. Timoth\u00e9e, 8 ans, petit garc\u0327on m\u00e9tis, se pre\u0301pare a\u0300 s\u2019envoler pour l\u2019Afrique. Ce continent qui le constitue a\u0300 moitie\u0301, n\u2019est encore pour lui qu\u2019une fiction peupl\u00e9e de sorci\u00e8res et d\u2019\u00e9l\u00e9phants. Il part avec Aya, sa maman, 31 ans. Celle-ci l\u2019embarque avec elle, malgr\u00e9 les soubresauts de la guerre en C\u00f4te d\u2019Ivoire, pour se recueillir sur la tombe de son pe\u0300re et renouer avec sa famille.<\/p>\n
It is the hour of departure. Timothy , 8, Me\u0301tis little boy is preparing to fly to Africa. This continent , which is the half , for it is still a populated fictional witches and elephants . He leaves with Aya , her mom , 31 years. It embarks with her, despite the turmoil of the war in Ivory Coast, to visit the grave of his father and reconnect with his family.<\/p>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"portfolio_category":[211],"class_list":["post-49883","portfolio","type-portfolio","status-publish","hentry","portfolio_category-211"],"yoast_head":"\n