This Thursday, November 14, 1996, the mist rose over the prefecture of Lot-et-Garonne.
It is cold.
Marion, 10, covers herself carefully before going to school.
A big dark coat, beige boots and a red scarf.
She leaves the family apartment, goes down the five floors and heads for school.
A boulevard to cross, then a few small suburban streets and here she is.
She is in CM2.
This morning there is a dictation and a math lesson.
For dictation, it's flawless.
For mathematics, she makes the exercise first.
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