I had a dream: that this virus that has poisoned our lives since spring 2020 will fly away at Christmas!
I imagined him bowing out as mischievously as that of the H1N1 flu which, twelve years ago, forced our then Minister of Health, Roselyne Bachelot, to cancel his order for 50 million doses of vaccines.
I would have liked so much that you continued to grow carefree, driven only by the desire to save the planet and the polar bears and to rescue those who, fleeing the dictatorship of greedy tyrants, hope to find a green paradise among us.
She is not your age, this fear of death that we are given morning, noon and evening on all the airwaves.
At 18, we rush on the ski slopes, we run on the beaches, we dance close to each other, we discover love.
But now, on all sides, you are urged to stay at home.
We tell you the worst: a mutation of the virus, a shortage of vaccines, inexplicable and dramatic in the country of Pasteur.
Hospitals
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