#27 mai

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27 mai : la fête des mères en Bolivie commémore un massacre

Chaque 27 mai, en Bolivie on commémore le massacre des héroïnes de Coronille (las Heroínas de la Coronilla) survenu en représailles d’un acte de résistance des femmes de la ville de Cochabamba. Cela s’est passé en 1812, dans le cadre de la guerre d’indépendance contre les Espagnols.

Le 27 mai 1812, les troupes de la ville de Cochabamba ayant été décimées, les femmes de la ville se sont retranchées, avec leurs enfants, au sommet de la colline de Saint-Sébastien, autrefois appelée la Coronilla, pour tenter de protéger leur ville. Résistance désespérée car les Espagnols ont donné l’assaut et massacré une centaine d’entre elles.

En 1927, en souvenir de leur courage, le président bolivien Hernando Siles Reyes a choisi le 27 mai pour instituer en Bolivie une fête des mères (el Día de la Madre). Ce n'est pas un jour férié, mais les écoles et les jardins d'enfants organisent des activités et des festivités tout au long de la journée.

Depuis quelques années, on fait une reconstitution de la bataille sur la colline de Saint-Sébastien, avec environ 400 acteurs, des professionnels, mais aussi des étudiants et même des renforts fournis par l’armée. Ainsi mis en scène, le courage de l'héroïne Manuela Gandarillas, à l’origine de la rébellion a impressionné le public.

 Selon les historiens, toutefois, les femmes rebelles du 27 mai 1812 n’avaient pas en tête l'idée de l'indépendance du Haut-Pérou (ce qui sera plus tard la Bolivie), telle qu'elle sera conçue le 6 août 1825. Celle-ci est une idée plus tardive, fruit d’un processus, qui impliquera des réflexions politiques et des structures mentales qui n'étaient pas présentes en 1812.

Un article de l'Almanach international des éditions BiblioMonde, 26 mai 2024

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Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vita Sackville-West, dated 27 May 1927

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Prompt 27 - Sneeze

@jegulus-microfic May 27, Word count 596

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5 years previously

“Regulus Black,” Professor McGonagall called from her list. Regulus swallowed and straightened his back like his mother had drummed into him since he could walk. 

He strode the short distance from the group of first years to the three-legged stool and lowered himself gracefully. Professor McGonagall placed the hat over his head. It slid down over his eyes and blocked everything out. 

The scratchy material itched his nose and he silently prayed that he wouldn’t sneeze in the confined space.

“Ah, a little Lord Black,” The hat spoke to him. He’d been warned that the hat used legimency to read the students, so he spoke internally to it.

“Yes.” Even his internal voice was haughty. 

“Hmm, let’s see, where shall I put you?” The hat continued. “You’d do well in Gryffindor, you know, like your brother.” Regulus felt ill as his mother's last words to him before they let the house that morning came back to him. 

“Do not disgrace the family like your brother has done, Regulus. You had better choose the correct house.” 

“No, I have to be in Slytherin. Please, please put me in Slytherin.” He begged, his mother would be horrified, but he was more scared of not being put in the correct house. 

“A shame,” Said the hat in his head, “You would have shone in Gryffindor.” The hat had to be wrong. Regulus could never shine like Sirius, like everyone else in his family. 

“Slytherin!” The hat shouted aloud for the great hall to hear. The hat was whipped off his head and he was directed to the Slytherin table. He glanced over at his brother as he walked past and received the dirtiest look he’d ever gotten. Sirius would never forgive him for his choice. 

He gave Bella and Cissy a small smile when they came over to congratulate him and welcome him to his home for the next seven years. 

Now

“Do you really mean that Sirius?” He could feel the tears prickling behind his eyes. 

“Of course I do, you idiot.” Sirius scoffed, ruffling Regulus’s hair. 

“But you left,” He said quietly. Sirius gently put him back onto the floor and held his face in his hands. 

“Regulus, they tried to kill me, I had to leave and if they would've let me take you with me, I would have. I’ll take you now if you want. James would love to have you live with him. I’d even put up with it, though please try to control yourselves around me." Sirius's eyes were shining now, "Regulus, you never have to go back to them if you don’t want to. I’ll protect you.” 

Tears burst out of Regulus’s eyes, but his brain hadn’t quite digested Sirius’s words. 

“My parents would welcome you in a second, love,” James said from his bed. He got up and walked over to the pair. “If you want out, we’ll get you out. All you have to do is say the word.” Regulus was overwhelmed. That was the word, right? Overwhelmed. Too much had happened too quickly and his poor tired brain couldn’t catch up. 

Suddenly, everything they’d said sunk in and he couldn’t believe his ears. He looked between his brother and his boyfriend and made a decision. 

“I want out.” The thought of never having to go back to that house had filled him with relief. He knew he was making the right decision. Two sets of arms wrapped around him. 

“That’s fantastic, Regulus,” Sirius sniffled, and Regulus felt a weight he hadn’t known he’d been carrying lift.

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