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stuckonvenus · 3 years ago

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𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐲, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎

“St. Pierre! Kaplan! You slow down in my hallway!” Madame Allard called after a pair of Year 12s who were darting toward the grand study hall. They hardly broke their pace as they rounded the corner and left their instructor scoffing in disbelief. The taller of the two, Maxence St. Pierre, pulled one of the double doors out of the way and led the charge inside.

Outside the main building of the Lycée Louis-Le-Grand boarding school, Paris was preparing for the summer solstice. Life was in bloom from the treetops to the street corners. It had been a quiet seven months since the declaration of war against Germany — too quiet, the boys could hear their instructors murmur in the hallways, what was once indistinct chatter now piquing interest among a gathering of some of their more attentive students.

Maxence sprinted through the stacks of the study hall, not even engaging in his ritual of dragging his fingertips across the spines of the books in passing. Behind him the footsteps of Isidore Kaplan joined his own in a harmonious thundering as they reached the eastern wing.

“Ellie! Ellie!” Maxence spoke up as he spotted a scrawny creature occupying a fine mahogany desk that was pushed up against a window that painted a clear visual of the 5th arrondissement of the city. “Radio! Tune your radio to the BBC!” he demanded, approaching the desk and leaning on it with palms down.

Looking up from his homework, Lionel Mercer blinked at the strange request. “BBC? Why?” he inquired as he glanced over to his portable radio he always carted along with him to study hall, considering the mischievous tendencies of his peers, and slowly began tampering with it.

“Chamberlain’s speaking,” Isidore told him. “I heard it from Monsieur Lévesque in geography.”

“I didn’t hear him say that,” Lionel replied with a confused frown on his lips.

Isidore was quick to roll his eyes. “Because you don’t pay attention to Lévesque until he’s blabbering on about latitude and longitude. Are you tuning it?!”

“I am! I am!” The smaller male exclaimed as his fingers worked diligently on the dials. Soon enough, the crackling voice of a news anchor could be heard signing on the Prime Minister. The three boys exchanged glances with one another, wondering simultaneously what this was all about, if it was worthy of any fuss at all.

Their equal breaths drew to a close as a deeper voice began his announcement.

“... Hitler added another to the horrible crimes which already disgrace his name by a sudden attack on Holland, Belgium, and Luxembourg. In all history, no other man has been responsible for such a hideous total of human suffering and misery as he ...” Chamberlain began. The boys couldn’t seem to lure any air through their nostrils or mouths as they listened to the Prime Minister.

Lionel was the first to say something. “They’ve invaded the Low Countries?” he asked without any breath. Maxence reached down and placed a gentle hand on Lionel’s shoulder, silencing him without words.

“It was clear, that at this critical moment in the war, what was needed was the formation of a government which would include members of the labor and liberal oppositions, and thus present the united front to the enemy. What had to be ascertained was the conditions which would be necessary to enable such a united government to befall, and to this question I devoted myself with the assistance of some of my colleagues yesterday afternoon...”

Pitching in, Isidore looked between his friends with a scrunched up nose. “What’s he on about?” he asked.

“Shut up, Kaplan!” Maxence hissed with much less grace than he offered Lionel. They seemed to all be catching their breath suddenly as the monologue continued, bewildered enough to find an eave in their worries albeit briefly.

“... it was apparent that the essential unity could be secured under another Prime Minister, though not under myself, in those circumstances my duty was played. I sought an audience of the King this evening and tended to him my resignation, which His Majesty has been pleased to accept. His Majesty has now entrusted my friend and colleague Mr. Winston Churchill the task of forming a new administration on a national basis, and in this task I have no doubt he will be successful.”

Lionel and Maxence were the first to make eye contact, as Maxence had lowered himself onto his elbows, forearms flat on the table beneath them while they listened. Their widened blue and green eyes mirrored one another with each spoken word. Isidore was still perplexed by the speech being delivered as his head cocked sideways and his brows knitted closely together.

“Perhaps you remember that in my broadcast of September the 3rd of last year, I told you that we should be fighting against evil things. My words have proved to be insufficient to describe the vileness of those who have now staked everything on the great battle just beginning. Perhaps it may at least be sobering to know that this battle, though it may last for days or even weeks, has ended the period of waiting and uncertainty. For the hour has come for we are to be put to the test as the innocent people of Belgium and Holland and France are being tested already, and you and I must rally behind our new leader and with our united shake and our unshakeable courage, fight and work until—”

The speech concluded by Madame Rousseau confiscating the radio, although she was met by no resistance from any of the boys who gathered around it. The fair-haired woman glanced warily between all of them.

“That’s enough of that. No more radio for any one of you, and I mean any one,” Madame Rousseau affirmed as she clutched the radio close to her chest. “Mercer, St. Pierre, to your dormitory. Kaplan, I believe you have a place on the football pitch to fill this afternoon.” she instructed.

“Is it safe to go outside?” Isidore asked without pause. “They’ve just said the Boche have invaded—”

Madame Rousseau ushered them all along. “It’s perfectly safe until we say otherwise. You lot mustn’t concern yourselves with the troubles of adults, you have plenty to worry about in a realm of your own.”

If Lionel were to have spoken up then, if fear hadn’t paralyzed his tongue, he would’ve said how they didn’t have a realm of their own — they were on the cusp of adulthood and therefore they should’ve been privy to adult issues, especially when they were on everyone’s doorstep.

He didn’t say anything, however. He allowed for Maxence to lead the way out of the grand study hall while Isidore parted with Madame Rousseau, an assumed escort to the football pitch.

♟

Later on, in the quietude of twilight inside Lionel and Maxence’s dorm, they lay side by side underneath the duvet of Maxence’s twin-sized bed. None of their instructors had caught onto their relations, and it’s what Lionel often collated to an epic Shakespeare play or a Tchaikovsky composition. Sometimes, in the lull between passion, he would hum Winter Daydreams, which would bring out a string of giggles in his roommate.

He was silent that early morning. He couldn’t stop replaying Chamberlain’s words in his mind. For the hour has come for we are to be put to the test as the innocent people of Belgium and Holland and France are being tested already. As it caught his eye, he reached up and made a fist around Maxence’s Star of David necklace. He hadn’t actively practiced in what felt like years, minus holiday celebrations that felt more secular than ever as he’d only ever looked forward to them for the food and presents, but it was a comfort nonetheless.

Maxence noticed this and sat up on one elbow. “Praying?” he asked, not accusatory or mocking.

“Isn’t that what you’re meant to do in times like these?” Lionel returned as he glanced up at his dark-haired roommate. He tried to focus on lesser things in the moment; like how Maxence could stand for a haircut, his brown locks overgrown and with charming curled ends just past his jawline, however Lionel didn’t think he could bear to see anything else change.

“I reckon so.” Maxence said.

“I think you and I have different beliefs on what’s holy enough to pray to,” Lionel said, a suggestive lilt in his voice as he brought one arm over Maxence and placed it against the pillow he was laying on. “You’re quite sacred yourself.”

Maxence raised both eyebrows without a change in expression. “Am I? Who says?”

“I do. I ordain you as a holy entity, and therefore I swear my fealty to you from this day until my last,” Lionel answered, grinning crookedly down at Maxence, who reached up and ghosted his fingertips over the other’s upper arm.

“And what makes me so worthy of such consecration?” Maxence wondered although still his expression did not shift to match his teasing inflection.

“Well, your unyielding yet somber confidence... which affects your transcendent presence, of course. You’re infinitely good and unquestionably powerful at turning me to jelly every time you acknowledge my existence.” Lionel said. An immediate reply wasn’t given, Maxence too transfixed with the state of Lionel’s bramble of curls and wrapping them around his forefinger gently. “... You’re always so composed, in control. It’s calming, really. Whenever something goes awry I either feel struck or overwhelmingly compelled to throw a Molotov cocktail into Madame Allard’s quarters.”

“Specific sort of compulsion,” Maxence murmured, distracted by Lionel’s skin against his own.

“Most things that have gone awry happened at her hand until now.” Lionel replied with a shrug, chuckling quietly as Maxence let out a muffled laugh.

Silence blanketed the room for an undetermined amount of time as their restlessness eventually culminated in languid kissing. Both of them had learned early on in their embarkment with one another that they were astutely talented at defying time at all costs, and so it became irrelevant whenever they were alone. Little victories.

Maxence reached for Lionel’s clasped hand as they were kissing, waiting until the smaller boy was occupied to make a move for it. Tentatively he pulled each finger from its iron tight grip on the star-shaped pendant until it lay flat against his chest once more.

“Let’s save our prayers for when the war’s in our realm,” Lionel suggested at the gesture, echoing Madame Rousseau although he did not agree.

“I thought you were just praying to me?” Maxence jested. “Quite earnestly, if I may add.”

“Your lips are not an altar.” he protested.

Maxence found himself smiling halfheartedly at Lionel. “And what would be an appropriate altar for my religion?”

“One of your jumpers.” Lionel answered without pause.

“You know that wouldn’t work,” Maxence said, smile faltering. “Your shoulders aren’t as broad as mine. You have an entirely different build than I do, at that. And the others would—”

“Think we exchange clothes like any roommates are bound to do anyway. Besides, I’d like it if your jumper was big on me. It’d feel like you were hanging onto me all day.”

Maxence couldn’t resist rolling his eyes. What a ridiculous boy he’d fallen for. “And you say I’m the hopeless romantic. I’m not the one mantling you as a godhead and whispering such sweet nothings.”

“No, you just snog me in custodial closets and pass me unsavory notes during class.” Lionel said.

“Unsavory isn’t even the right word. You mean evocative or something.” Maxence said with a chuckle.

“Unsavory in the eyes of the others.”

The dark haired boy released a sigh, nodding in surrender as he pushed Lionel onto his back and rolled halfway onto his torso. “Alright, alright. You can have one of my jumpers. Only so you’ll have something to remember me by when we’re overrun by Jerries and forced to eat sauerkraut for every meal and you must suspend your not-so-private belief in me to worship our glorious Führer.” he said sarcastically.

Lionel brought a tender hand through Maxence’s hair. “I want the green cable-knit one.” he said.

“That’s my favorite,” Maxence whined in response.

“Exactly. Which means it’s the closest to you I can get without you in my arms.”

Maxence let all his limbs lose all resistance, resting against Lionel with a newfound gravity. Silence washed over them once more, although this time they could feel the veil between them and the outside world thinning rapidly as the dawn arrived. And with dawn came clarity, and with clarity broke the spell that they found themselves under as soon as they were in close proximity without any interference.

“My brother is an army medic.” Lionel mumbled against Maxence’s skin, which had only just begun cooling, although he must admit that he preferred it flushed and perspiring. “He’ll want me gone, because he’s seen things I haven’t and he knows things I don’t. Père and Maman too. I’m afraid I won’t even get to see the war at all. That I won’t get the chance to fight for them. You.”

Maxence’s breaths came evenly. “No matter where this takes us, I believe you’ll make a difference. That’s what I have faith in, Ellie.”

♟

𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎

Luxembourg fell the next day. Then Antwerp, then Amiens, then Abbeville, then Calais, then Belgium altogether. Over a quarter of a million men retreated to the beaches of Dunkirk on the northern shores, continuing to face ferocious bombardment by the Luftwaffe. The war was well within their realm now.

All radios had been confiscated except for a kid named Brisbois from Year 9. He traded it for twenty francs during their final dinner together as a school. That was the only avenue of information that came from the outside to the student body, as all other means of communication had been blocked by the administration. Wouldn’t want to scare the children, after all.

Louis-Le-Grand’s doors had been unopened since the middle of May. Not even the instructors came and went anymore. Everyone was barred inside the building, all the instructors in their offices writing letters to parents, all the students locked inside their dorms, as they awaited an attempted siege on the city.

Inside their dorm, Lionel and Maxence were of great comfort to one another, even if they were only sitting at their windowsill and watching the lights of the Panthéon go out one by one from between the ancient columns. It was harrowing, witnessing the hibernation of a people that hadn’t slept for decades, and neither of them had much to say about it in the end.

It wasn’t until they heard two quick raps on their door in the middle of the morning that they were whisked out of their quiet dissonance. They didn’t even have time to react before Headmaster Desrosiers entered the room — accompanied by a familiar face dressed in an army uniform.

“Monsieur Mercer, your brother is here for you.” Headmaster Desrosiers informed him as if George, decorated in his badges and insignia, being in the doorway wasn’t enough of a reveal.

From his own bed, Maxence sat up on his palms and looked across the room to Lionel, whose eyes were the size of saucers and whose mouth was slightly ajar. What on God’s green earth was his older brother doing at his school when he was meant to be out by some German front line?

As soon as Lionel had both feet on the floor, George advanced toward him and placed his hands on the sides of his arms. For a fleeting moment, Lionel thought they might have embraced, but alas. He stared up at his older brother in pure fascination and horror.

“I’m getting you out of Paris,” George began, shaking his head whenever Lionel attempted a response. “There’s no negotiations. You’ll go with Rosie and Maia. Now. You can’t pack much, I brought you a MOLLE.” he continued as he shrugged off a backpack and shoved it into his younger brother’s arms.

Lionel swallowed dryly as he clutched the backpack with his hands, looking over his shoulder momentarily to gauge Maxence’s reaction. This was exactly as he feared, except he never thought it would ever come to fruition.

“We don’t have any time. Get it packed. Now.” George demanded, their shared blue eyes remaining locked for a second longer before Lionel finally relented and turned around, lunging for his and Maxence’s armoire.

He could only fit three sweaters, one of which was Maxence’s green cable-knit, two undershirts, one pair of pants and his track shoes before George was barking out orders like some sort of general. He threw the backpack over his shoulder and followed as if he were a ragdoll in his brother’s iron tight grasp, feeling something enter his left pocket as he was withdrawn from the room. Confusion riddling his mind and rendering him speechless, Lionel couldn’t do anything but continuously glance over his shoulder to where the Headmaster and his roommate were standing in their dorm doorway.

This was it. The last time he would ever see his best friend. The first person he ever truly, completely, uselessly loved.

“Why — why me? Why not... Evacuate the city?” Lionel sputtered out as they began cutting through the dining hall. He knew this route. It was a short cut toward a back alley.

George’s pace was difficult to match, but Lionel managed as he was given an answer. “Because it’s too late for the rest of them. The Germans are coming in from the east, they’ll be in the streets by late afternoon if not sooner.”

“They... They’ll be in the streets?” Lionel echoed in a smaller voice. He shouldn’t have turned off the radio early last night. Maxence had begun complaining of the unending nihilism and dread that plagued their dorm. “Then — then I want to stay. I can’t go. This is... This is my city, my home, I have friends here and school. I have to protect—”

“You’re sixteen, there’s nothing you can protect here,” George interrupted sourly as they pushed through an exit in the kitchens. The back alley was poorly lit from the overcast of consistent thunderstorms and smelled dank. “I’m putting you, Rosie, and Maia on a boat and getting you all the hell out of France.”

Lionel felt his heart sink and melt inside his stomach. “The Boche are all over the coast, we can’t go across the Channel—”

“You aren’t going across the fucking Channel. You’re going across the Atlantic,” George said as he dragged his brother out of the back alley and checked the surrounding perimeter before bringing him into the muted daylight.

“... America?” Lionel asked in almost a whisper. “How?”

“I know a small convoy going through Tours to La Rochelle. I’ve had Rosie and Maia in Hôtel de Vendôme for a week, they’re already on one. All that’s left is you,” George said as they walked quickly throughout the deserted streets of Paris.

The younger boy shook his head in puzzlement. “A-And they’ll take civilians? What about Père and Maman?”

“Père and Maman are at home.” George deadpanned.

“They are still at risk! You have to — save them too! You must—”

“Lionel! Keep your fucking voice down!” he hissed as he tightened his grip on Lionel’s small wrist, likely cutting off circulation. “They’ll be alright. They have me here, and I’ll be the one of the lead doctors keeping the soldiers who are fighting for this city’s freedom alive.”

The younger brother’s mouth pressed into a thin line as he realized this absolute truth. However, he couldn’t dampen the embers that flickered from deep within his chest, licking at his ribcage and leaving him crawling in his own skin. The closer they approached the outskirts of the city, the larger the flame grew inside his bones.

As they bypassed the bridge and began trekking beneath it, Lionel tore his arm away from his brother’s hold.

“I can’t be a coward,” Lionel insisted loudly as he scurried backwards, his shoes slickened with mud while crawling out of the ditch that led to the shallow river. “I have to stay here! When I’m old enough, I can enlist and fight with you! Until then I can be of help to my classmates and my instructors!”

“Lionel, get down here! This isn’t a game!” George yelled in return. He was suddenly uncaring of his personal volume as he lunged for Lionel’s wrist, which was narrowly missed as the younger brother ducked out of his vantage point. “Every second the Germans are closing in on—”

Interrupting George was a deafening explosion, the intense rumbling of which tripped Lionel onto his back and sent him sliding down the ditch and toward the river. Before his older brother could fasten his fist around his collar, another explosion struck the neighboring arrondissement and rendered them both limp for another few seconds as they reacquainted to unmoving ground.

George pushed aside his urges to admonish Lionel, none as overwhelming as the instinct to deliver him to the convoy and himself back to his own men. He heaved his younger brother across the river, ignoring his incompetent upper body strength and powering through the searing burn that traveled across his shoulders and back. He hadn’t endured such a test of his true abilities since basic, and even then he forfeited a battle raiment for rubber gloves and tourniquets. Regardless he forgot all preconceived notions he had of himself and yanked Lionel out of the river, both of them soaking wet but not yet entirely discouraged as they made their way into the 14th arrondissement.

“The convoy’s stationed in Montrouge!” George shouted over the echoing explosion that Lionel was irrationally picturing having taken place in the Cour d'Honneur at Louis-Le-Grand, where he, Maxence and Isidore would choose to study during springs much like these when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom and would rain upon them and their schoolbooks. He imagined these cherry bottoms blown to smithereens, left blackened and smoldering husks, all the windows of the courtyard shattered, his classmates petrified as the enemy invaded their hallways. In the inky blackness behind his eyes, he saw Maxence taking shelter in that custodial closet underneath the west wing staircase — the place they would most often escape to during study hall. Where they shared their first kiss while all the bleach fumigated them.

God, he didn’t want to leave.

The bombing continued; an onslaught, a massacre, at least in Lionel’s mind, previously unburdened by war. How could chaos reign for so long? It felt like ages until George pointed out a quaint line up of military vehicles on Rue Gabriel Péri. As they rapidly approached the street, Lionel glanced over his shoulder and noted a confectionary without a closed sign in its window. He wondered if they were still in there somehow, if they’d bum him and his brother a couple pralines for all their trouble.

Rosalie’s sun-kissed, fresh face came into view, and in her lap was her nearly identical one year old daughter, wrapped in a blanket that he assumed the other soldiers lent her. Good men. If Lionel turned around right now and sprinted back to Louis-Le-Grand, he thought he could entrust them with his sister-in-law and niece’s safety.

“Get in,” George commanded as they skidded to a halt at the back of one of the vehicles, lifting Lionel up by his armpits and allowing another soldier to pull him all the way into the rig. “Oh, my Rosie, how is my belle? Keep her ears covered.” he pleaded with his wife, who was overcome by sorrow herself as she leaned down and placed a kiss on her husband’s chapped lips.

“I want you with us, George.” Rosalie begged helplessly, although there were no visible tears in her eyes. Lionel always admired that about her. He absolutely never saw her cry.

George shook his head while petting her hair, bringing his calloused fingertips through her silky brown locks. The curls reminded Lionel of Maxence. His heart twisted and he reached up instinctively, grabbing the left quadrant of his chest.

“Ellie will keep you both safe,” George said promisingly as he looked over to his brother. “You’ll keep them safe. That’s what you’ll do. You’ll protect them. Say it back to me. You’ll protect them. Say it to me!”

Another explosion shook the convoy, causing the entire company to flinch and the engines to begin revving. “I’ll — I’ll protect them.” Lionel repeated. “I’ll protect them.”

Hopping off the back of the vehicle with extreme hesitance, George backed away slowly as he watched the convoy take their leave. He forced himself around and gazed out at the city he was due to aid, his eyes trailing upward, following the black, billowing smoke that polluted the grey sky, and inhaled one last sharp breath of fresh air while starting his return march.

Rosalie looked across to Lionel, who was blank-faced once it was all over. She reached out and held tightly his clammy, tremoring hand, clutching Maia close with her other arm.

Whenever they breached the city limits and charted a course to Chartres, rain pouring on them and thunder just barely masking the sounds of explosions in the distance, Lionel felt a distinct pull toward his left pocket.

He tucked one hand inside and fished around until unearthing a shimmering Star of David necklace.

#self-para #jesus fucking christ

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merzbow-derek · 8 years ago

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cassetteboy · 8 years ago

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A selection of 118 potential french names for the Spy, handpicked by your local french boy

So, yeah, It’s kinda hard picking a name in another language, and even name lists are sometimes a little off.

Of course, those are not all the french names that were used around 1970 (I’m not even sure for some of them), but they are either french, either used in france, and rather old-sounding, since I excluded any modern names.

I bolded my personnal favorites! If you’re a fellow french person and wanna add something or tell me a name is wrong, go ahead!

List of suitable names for the Spy (by the mighty standards of cassetteboy)

Amaury

Armand

Aristide

Arsène

Balthazar

Barnabé

Blaise

Bruno

Casimir

Cédric

Charles

Clément

Constant

Damien

Edmond

Édouard

Émeric

Émilien

Fortunat

Francis

François

Gabriel

Gaspard

Georges

Gilles

Grégoire

Guillaume

Guilhem

Henri

Hippolyte

Horace

Isaac

Isidore

Jacques

Jean

Jérémie

Joseph

Jules

Julien

Lambert

Laurent

Léonard

Lionel

Lothaire

Ludovic

Manuel

Marius

Maxime

Melvin

Michel

Modeste

Narcisse

Nazaire

Nestor

Nicholas

Noé

Olivier

Oscar

Oswald

Pascal

Patrice

Patrick

Paul

Phillippe

Pierre

Prosper

Quentin

Raphaël

Raymond

Régis

Renaud

René

Richard

Robert

Rodrigue

Romain

Roméo

Romuald

Samson

Sébastien

Serge

Simon

Sylvain

Sylvestre

Théodore

Théophile

Thibault

Thomas

Timothée

Toussaint

Ulrich

Valentin

Victor

Victorien

Vincent

Virgile

Vivien

Vladimir

William

Wilfried

Xavier

Yvan

Yves

Yvon

Zacharie

#TF2 #TF2 Spy #Spy TF2 #would you look at that #It's naaaames

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tienganhfree · 5 years ago

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Tổng hợp tên tiếng Anh hay cho nam và nữ ý nghĩa nhất

Bạn đang muốn tìm cho mình một cái tên tiếng Anh thật hay, nghe thật Tây và phải ý nghĩa? Nhiều lúc đi học, tham gia các câu lạc bộ hay một khóa học nào đ��, bạn được đặt cho một cái tên tiếng Anh hoặc thậm chí là biệt danh bằng tiếng Anh nhưng luôn thắc mắc ý nghĩa của chúng là gì? Hãy cùng Tiếng Anh Free tìm hiểu những cái tên tiếng Anh hay, chanh sả và thật ý nghĩa nhé!

Tên tiếng Anh hay và ý nghĩa

Với mỗi cái tên tiếng Anh đều mang một ý nghĩa của nó, cũng giống như tiếng Việt vậy. Khi giao tiếp tiếng Anh với người nước ngoài, một cái tên tiếng Anh hay và ý nghĩa sẽ giúp bạn tạo được ấn tượng tốt. Đặc biệt trong công việc, giao tiếp với đối tác, nó không chỉ giúp bạn thuận lợi hơn khi trao đổi cũng như có thiện cảm mà còn phần nào thể hiện sự chuyên nghiệp của bản thân.

Hãy cùng tìm hiểu về cấu trúc tên tiếng Anh để hiểu rõ hơn các điểm giống đồng thời khác nhau thế nào với tên tiếng Việt dành cho bé trai và bé gái nhé!

Cấu trúc tên tiếng Anh mà bạn nên biết

Tên tiếng Anh có hai phần chính:

First name: Phần tên

Family name: Phần họ

Với tên tiếng Anh, các bạn sẽ bắt đầu đọc tên trước rồi sau đó đến họ sau, đây là lý do tại sao tên được gọi là ‘First name’ – tên đầu tiên

Ví dụ cụ thể:

Nếu như tên bạn là John, họ Adam.

First name: John

Family name: Adam

Vậy cả họ tên đầy đủ của bạn sẽ là John Adam.

(Tên tiếng Anh hay)

Tuy nhiên vì chúng ta là người Việt Nam bởi vậy sẽ lấy theo họ Việt Nam.

Ví dụ: bạn tên tiếng Anh là Adam, họ tiếng Việt của bạn là họ Pham, vậy tên tiếng Anh đầy đủ của bạn là Adam Pham. Đây là một cái tên tiếng Anh hay cho nam được nhiều người lựa chọn.

Ngoài ra còn rất nhiều tên tiếng Anh ý nghĩa khác phổ biến với người Việt Nam như:

Tên tiếng Anh hay cho nữ: Elizabeth, Emily, Emma, Jessica, Jennifer, Laura, Linda, Maria, Rebecca, Sarah,…

Tên tiếng Anh hay cho nam: Brian, Christopher, David, Daniel, Brian, John, James, Kevin, Mark, Matthew, Michael, Robert, William

Việc bạn cần là thêm họ của mình đằng sau tên là đã có một cái tên tiếng Anh cho riêng mình rồi.

Với mỗi tên tiếng Anh, chúng sẽ thể hiện các tính cách của con người đó, bạn có thể chọn tên phù hợp nhất dành cho bé trai và bé gái của bạn với những tên tiếng Anh hay 2020 và ý nghĩa dưới đây:

Tên tiếng Anh hay cho nam và ý nghĩa

(Tên tiếng Anh cho nam)

STT TÊN Ý NGHĨA 1 Adonis Chúa tể 2 Alger Cây thương của người elf 3 Alva Có vị thế, tầm quan trọng 4 Alvar Chiến binh tộc elf 5 Amory Người cai trị nổi danh (thiên hạ) 6 Archibald Thật sự quả cảm 7 Athelstan Mạnh mẽ, cao thượng 8 Aubrey Kẻ trị vì tộc elf 9 Augustus Vĩ đại, lộng lẫy 10 Aylmer Nổi tiếng, cao thượng 11 Baldric Lãnh đạo táo bạo 12 Barrett Người lãnh đạo loài gấu 13 Bernard Chiến binh dũng cảm 14 Cadell Chiến trường 15 Cyril / Cyrus Chúa tể 16 Derek Kẻ trị vì muôn dân 17 Devlin Cực kỳ dũng cảm 18 Dieter Chiến binh 19 Duncan Hắc kỵ sĩ 20 Egbert Kiếm sĩ vang danh thiên hạ 21 Emery Người thống trị giàu sang 22 Fergal Dũng cảm, quả cảm 23 Fergus Con người của sức mạnh 24 Garrick Người cai trị 25 Geoffrey Người yêu hòa bình 26 Gideon Chiến binh/ chiến sĩ vĩ đại 27 Griffith Hoàng tử, chúa tể 28 Harding Mạnh mẽ, dũng cảm 29 Jocelyn Nhà vô địch 30 Joyce Chúa tể 31 Kane Chiến binh 32 Kelsey Con thuyền (mang đến) thắng lợi 33 Kenelm Người bảo vệ dũng cảm 34 Maynard Dũng cảm, mạnh mẽ 35 Meredith Trưởng làng vĩ đại 36 Mervyn Chủ nhân biển cả 37 Mortimer Chiến binh biển cả 38 Ralph Thông thái và mạnh mẽ 39 Randolph Người bảo vệ mạnh mẽ 40 Reginald Người cai trị thông thái 41 Roderick Mạnh mẽ vang danh thiên hạ 42 Roger Chiến binh nổi tiếng 43 Waldo Sức mạnh, trị vì 44 Anselm Được Chúa bảo vệ 45 Azaria Được Chúa giúp đỡ 46 Basil Hoàng gia 47 Benedict Được ban phước 48 Clitus Vinh quang 49 Cuthbert Nổi tiếng 50 Carwyn Được yêu, được ban phước 51 Dai Tỏa sáng 52 Dominic Chúa tể 53 Darius Giàu có, người bảo vệ 54 Edsel Cao quý 55 Elmer Cao quý, nổi tiếng 56 Ethelbert Cao quý, tỏa sáng 57 Eugene Xuất thân cao quý 58 Galvin Tỏa sáng, trong sáng 59 Gwyn Được ban phước 60 Jethro Xuất chúng 61 Magnus Vĩ đại 62 Maximilian Vĩ đại nhất, xuất chúng nhất 63 Nolan Dòng dõi cao quý, nổi tiếng 64 Orborne Nổi tiếng như thần linh 65 Otis Giàu sang 66 Patrick Người quý tộc 67 Clement Độ lượng, nhân từ 68 Curtis Lịch sự, nhã nhặn 69 Dermot (Người) không bao giờ đố kỵ 70 Enoch Tận tụy, tận tâm “đầy kinh nghiệm 71 Finn Tốt, đẹp, trong trắng 72 Gregory Cảnh giác, thận trọng 73 Hubert Đầy nhiệt huyết 74 Phelim Luôn tốt 75 Bellamy Người bạn đẹp trai 76 Bevis Chàng trai đẹp trai 77 Boniface Có số may mắn 78 Caradoc Đáng yêu 79 Duane Chú bé tóc đen 80 Flynn Người tóc đỏ 81 Kieran Cậu bé tóc đen 82 Lloyd Tóc xám 83 Rowan Cậu bé tóc đỏ 84 Venn Đẹp trai 85 Aidan Lửa 86 Anatole Bình minh 87 Conal Sói, mạnh mẽ 88 Dalziel Nơi đầy ánh nắng 89 Egan Lửa 90 Enda Chú chim 91 Farley Đồng cỏ tươi đẹp, trong lành 92 Farrer Sắt 93 Iagan Lửa 94 Leighton Vườn cây thuốc 95 Lionel Chú sư tử con 96 Lovell Chú sói con 97 Phelan Sói 98 Radley Thảo nguyên đỏ 99 Silas Rừng cây 100 Uri Ánh sáng 101 Wolfgang Sói dạo bước 102 Alden Người bạn đáng tin 103 Alvin Người bạn elf 104 Amyas Được yêu thương 105 Aneurin Người yêu quý 106 Baldwin Người bạn dũng cảm 107 Darryl Yêu quý, yêu dấu 108 Elwyn Người bạn của elf 109 Engelbert Thiên thần nổi tiếng 110 Erasmus Được yêu quý 111 Erastus Người yêu dấu 112 Goldwin Người bạn vàng 113 Oscar Người bạn hiền 114 Sherwin Người bạn trung thành 115 Ambrose Bất tử, thần thánh 116 Christopher (Kẻ) mang Chúa 117 Isidore Món quà của Isis 118 Jesse Món quà của Chúa 119 Jonathan Món quà của Chúa 120 Osmund Sự bảo vệ từ thần linh 121 Oswald Sức mạnh thần thánh 122 Theophilus Được Chúa yêu quý 123 Abner Người cha của ánh sáng 124 Baron Người tự do 125 Bertram Con người thông thái 126 Damian Người thuần hóa (người/vật khác) 127 Dante Chịu đựng 128 Dempsey Người hậu duệ đầy kiêu hãnh 129 Diego Lời dạy 130 Diggory Kẻ lạc lối 131 Godfrey Hòa bình của Chúa 132 Ivor Cung thủ 133 Jason Chữa lành, chữa trị 134 Jasper Người sưu tầm bảo vật 135 Jerome Người mang tên thánh 136 Lancelot Người hầu 137 Leander Người sư tử 138 Manfred Con người của hòa bình 139 Merlin Pháo đài (bên) ngọn đồi biển 140 Neil Mây, “nhiệt huyết, “nhà vô địch 141 Orson Đứa con của gấu 142 Samson Đứa con của mặt trời 143 Seward Biển cả, chiến thắng, canh giữ 144 Shanley Con trai của người anh hùng 145 Siegfried Hòa bình và chiến thắng 146 Sigmund Người bảo vệ thắng lợi 147 Stephen Vương miện 148 Tadhg Nhà thơ, nhà hiền triết 149 Vincent Chinh phục 150 Wilfred Mong muốn hòa bình

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Tên tiếng Anh hay cho nữ và ý nghĩa

Không chỉ nam giới mà ngay cả những cái tên tiếng Anh hay cho bé gái cũng là cụm từ được tìm kiếm rất nhiều. Dưới đây là 150 tên tiếng Anh cho bé gái hay nhất.

(Tên tiếng Anh cho nữ)

STT TÊN Ý NGHĨA 1 Acacia Bất tử, phục sinh 2 Adela

Adele

Cao quý 3 Adelaide

Adelia

Người phụ nữ có xuất thân cao quý 4 Agatha Tốt 5 Agnes Trong sáng 6 Alethea Sự thật 7 Alida Chú chim nhỏ 8 Aliyah Trỗi dậy 9 Alma Tử tế, tốt bụng 10 Almira Công chúa 11 Alula Người có cánh 12 Alva Cao quý, cao thượng 13 Amabel

Amanda

Đáng yêu 14 Amelinda Xinh đẹp và đáng yêu 15 Amity Tình bạn 16 Angel

Angela

Thiên thần, người truyền tin 17 Annabella Xinh đẹp 18 Anthea Như hoa 19 Aretha Xuất chúng 20 Arianne Rất cao quý, thánh thiện 21 Artemis Tên nữ thần mặt trăng trong thần thoại Hy Lạp 22 Aubrey Kẻ trị vì tộc elf, siêu hùng cường 23 Audrey Sức mạnh cao quý 24 Aurelia Tóc vàng óng 25 Aurora Bình minh 26 Azura Bầu trời xanh 27 Bernice Người mang lại chiến thắng 28 Bertha Nổi tiếng, sáng dạ 29 Blanche Trắng, thánh thiện 30 Brenna Mỹ nhân tóc đen 31 Bridget Sức manh, quyền lực 32 Calantha Hoa nở rộ 33 Calliope Khuôn mặt xinh đẹp 34 Celina Thiên đường 35 Ceridwen Đẹp như thơ tả 36 Charmaine Quyến rũ 37 Christabel Người Công giáo xinh đẹp 38 Ciara Đêm tối 39 Cleopatra Tên 1 nữ hoàng Ai Cập 40 Cosima Có quy phép, hài hòa 41 Daria Người giàu sang 42 Delwyn Xinh đẹp, được phù hộ 43 Dilys Chân thành, chân thật 44 Donna Tiểu thư 45 Doris Xinh đẹp 46 Drusilla Mắt long lanh như sương 47 Dulcie Ngọt ngào 48 Edana Lửa, ngọn lửa 49 Edna Niềm vui 50 Eira Tuyết 51 Eirian/Arian Rực rỡ, xinh đẹp 52 Eirlys Bông tuyết 53 Elain Chú hươu con 54 Elfleda Mỹ nhân cao quý 55 Elfreda Sức mạnh người elf 56 Elysia Được ban phước 57 Erica Mãi mãi, luôn luôn 58 Ermintrude Được yêu thương trọn vẹn 59 Ernesta Chân thành, nghiêm túc 60 Esperanza Hy vọng 61 Eudora Món quà tốt lành 62 Eulalia (Người) nói chuyện ngọt ngào 63 Eunice Chiến thắng vang dội 64 Euphemia Được trọng dọng, danh tiếng vang dội 65 Fallon Người lãnh đạo 66 Farah Niềm vui, sự hào hứng 67 Felicity Vận may tốt lành 68 Fidelia Niềm tin 69 Fidelma Mỹ nhân 70 Fiona Trắng trẻo 71 Florence Nở rộ, thịnh vượng 72 Genevieve Tiểu thư, phu nhân của mọi người 73 Gerda Người giám hộ, hộ vệ 74 Giselle Lời thề 75 Gladys Công chúa 76 Glenda Trong sạch, thánh thiện, tốt lành 77 Godiva Món quà của Chúa 78 Grainne Tình yêu 79 Griselda Chiến binh xám 80 Guinevere Trắng trẻo và mềm mại 81 Gwyneth May mắn, hạnh phúc 82 Halcyon Bình tĩnh, bình tâm 83 Hebe Trẻ trung 84 Helga Được ban phước 85 Heulwen Ánh mặt trời 86 Hypatia Cao quý nhất 87 Imelda Chinh phục tất cả 88 Iolanthe Đóa hóa tím 89 Iphigenia Mạnh mẽ 90 Isadora Món quà của Isis 91 Isolde Xinh đẹp 92 Jena Chú chim nhỏ 93 Jezebel Trong trắng 94 Jocasta Mặt trăng sáng ngời 95 Jocelyn Nhà vô địch 96 Joyce Chúa tể 97 Kaylin Người xinh đẹp và mảnh dẻ 98 Keelin Trong trắng và mảnh dẻ 99 Keisha Mắt đen 100 Kelsey Con thuyền mang đến thắng lợi 101 Kerenza Tình yêu, sự trìu mến 102 Keva Mỹ nhân, duyên dáng 103 Kiera Cô bé tóc đen 104 Ladonna Tiểu thư 105 Laelia Vui vẻ 106 Lani Thiên đường, bầu trời 107 Latifah Dịu dang, vui vẻ 108 Letitia Niềm vui 109 Louisa Chiến binh nổi tiếng 110 Lucasta Ánh sáng thuần khiết 111 Lysandra Kẻ giải phóng loại người 112 Mabel Đáng yêu 113 Maris Ngôi sao của biển cả 114 Martha Quý cô, tiểu thư 115 Meliora Tốt hơn, đẹp hơn 116 Meredith Trưởng làng vĩ đại 117 Milcah Nữ hoàng 118 Mildred Sức mạnh của nhân từ 119 Mirabel Tuyệt vời 120 Miranda Dễ thương, đáng mến 121 Muriel Biển cả sáng ngời 122 Myrna Sư trìu mến 123 Neala Nhà vô địch 124 Odette/Odile Sự giàu có 125 Olwen Dấu chân được ban phước 126 Oralie Ánh sáng đời tôi 127 Oriana Bình minh 128 Orla Công chúa tóc vàng 129 Pandora Được ban phước 130 Phedra Ánh sáng 131 Philomena Được yêu quý nhiều 132 Phoebe Tỏa sáng 133 Rowan Cô bé tóc đỏ 134 Rowena Danh tiếng, niềm vui 135 Selina Mặt trăng 136 Sigourney Kẻ chinh phục 137 Sigrid Công bằng và thắng lợi 138 Sophronia Cẩn trọng, nhạy cảm 139 Stella Vì sao 140 Thekla Vinh quang của thần linh 141 Theodora Món quà của Chúa 142 Tryphena Duyên dáng, thanh nhã 143 Ula Viên ngọc của biển cả 144 Vera Niềm tin 145 Verity Sự thật 146 Veronica Người mang lại chiến thắng 147 Viva/Vivian Sống động 148 Winifred Niềm vui và hòa bình 149 Xavia Tỏa sáng 150 Xenia Duyên dáng, thanh nhã

Trên đây là một vài những tên tiếng Anh hay 2020 dành cho dành bé trai và bé gái, cũng là những cái tên phổ biến hiện nay. Hy vọng rằng với bài viết này bạn đã có thể tìm cho riêng mình 1 cái tên tiếng Anh ý nghĩa cũng như phù hợp với bản thân nhất. Ngoài ra, để tìm hiểu thêm những phương pháp tự học tiếng Anh hiệu quả, hãy ghé thăm trang của Step Up để được luôn được cập nhật những phương pháp học thú vị nhất nhé.

Biệt danh tiếng Anh cho người yêu “chanh sả”

Có rất nhiều những cái tên ngộ nghĩnh mà bạn có đặt biệt danh cho người yêu của bạn, bạn có thể dựa vào những đặc điểm riêng của người yêu. Hãy cùng tham khảo những cái tên tiếng Anh dưới đây nhé, qua đó chọn một cái thật ý nghĩa cho người mình thương nào:

(Tên tiếng Anh hay và ý nghĩa)

STT TÊN Ý NGHĨA 1 Amore mio người tôi yêu 2 Aneurin

người yêu thương

3 Agnes

tinh khiết, nhẹ nhàng

4 Belle hoa khôi 5 Beloved yêu dấu 6 Candy kẹo 7 Cuddle bug

chỉ một người thích được ôm ấp

8 Darling/deorling cục cưng 9 Dearie người yêu dấu 10 Everything tất cả mọi thứ 11 Erastus người yêu dấu 12 Erasmus được trân trọng 13 Grainne tiình yêu 14 Honey mật ong 15 Honey Badger

người bán mật ong, ngoại hình dễ thương

16 Honey Bee

mong mật, siêng năng, cần cù

17 Honey Buns

bánh bao ngọt ngào

18 Hot Stuff quá nóng bỏng 19 Hugs McGee cái ôm ấm áp 20 Kiddo

đáng yêu, chu đáo

21 Lover người yêu 22 Lovie người yêu 23 Luv người yêu 24 Love bug

tình yêu của bạn vô cùng dễ thuong

25 Laverna mùa xuân 26 My apple

quả táo của em/anh

27 Mon coeur trái tim của bạn 28 Mi amor tình yêu của tôi 29 Mon coeur trái tim của bạn 30 Nemo

không bao giờ đánh mất

31 Poppet hình múa rối 32 Quackers

dễ thương nhưng hơi khó hiểu

33 Sweetheart

trái tim ngọt ngào

34 Sweet pea rất ngọt ngào 35 Sweetie kẹo/cưng 36 Sugar ngọt ngào 37 Soul mate

anh/em là định mệnh

38 Snoochie Boochie quá dễ thương 39 Snuggler ôm ấp 40 Sunny hunny

ánh nắng và ngọt ngào như mật ong

41 Twinkie

tên của một loại kem

42 Tesoro

trái tim ngọt ngào

43 Zelda Hạnh phúc

Biệt danh tiếng Anh cho con gái, con trai hay và ý nghĩa

Ngày nay, bố mẹ thường hay dành tặng cũng như đặt biệt danh tiếng Anh cho con của mình với những cái tên rất ngộ nghĩnh và đáng yêu. Tiếng Anh Free sẽ g��i tới bố mẹ một số biệt danh ý nghĩa, hy vọng các bạn sẽ chọn được một cái thật đẹp để gọi bé yêu ở nhà nhé:

STT Biệt danh Ý nghĩa 1 Almira Công chú 2 Aurora Bình minh 3 Azura Bầu trời xanh 4 Baby/Babe bé con 5 Babylicious người bé bỏng 6 Bebe tifi

cô gái bé bỏng ở Haitian creale

7 Bernice

Người mang lại chiến thắng

8 Biance/Blanche

Trắng, thánh thiện

9 Binky rất dễ thương 10 Boo một ngôi sao 11 Bridget

sức mạnh, quyền lực

12 Bug Bug đáng yêu 13 Bun

ngọt ngào, bánh sữa nhỏ, bánh nho

14 Bunny thỏ 15 Calantha hoa nở rộ 16 Calliope

khuôn mặt xinh đẹp

17 Captain đội trưởng 18 Champ

nhà vô địch trong lòng bạn

19 Chickadee chim 20 Christabel

người công giáo xinh đẹp

21 Cleopatra

vinh quang của cha

22 Cuddle bear ôm chú gấu 23 Delwyn

xinh đẹp, được phù hộ

24 Dewdrop giọt sương 25 Dilys

chân thành, chân thật

26 Dollface

gương mặt như búp bê, xinh đẹp và hoàn hảo

27 Doris xinh đẹp 28 Dreamboat

con thuyền mơ ước

29 Drusilla

mắt long lanh như sương

30 Dumpling bánh bao 31 Eira tuyết 32 Eirlys Hạt tuyết 33 Ermintrude

được yêu thương trọn vẹn

34 Ernesta

chân thành, nghiêm túc

35 Esperanza hy vọng 36 Eudora món quà tốt lành 37 Fallon người lãnh đạo 38 Farah

niềm vui, sự hào hứng

39 Felicity vận may tốt lành 40 Flame ngọn lửa 41 Freckles

coó tàn nhang trên mặt nhưng vẫn rất đáng yêu

42 Fuzzy bear

chàng trai trìu mến

43 Gem viên đã quý 44 Gladiator đấy sĩ 45 Glenda

trong sạch, thánh thiện, tốt lành

46 Godiva

món quà của Chúa

47 Gwyneth

may mắn, hạnh phúc

48 Hebe trẻ trung 49 Heulwen ánh mặt trời 50 Jena chú chim nhỏ 51 Jewel viên đá quý 52 Jocelyn

nhà vô địch trong lòng bạn

53 Joy

niềm vui, sự hào hứng

54 Kane chiến binh 55 Kaylin

người xinh đẹp và mảnh dẻ

56 Kelsey

con thuyền (mang đến) thắng lợi

57 Keva

mỹ nhân, duyên dáng

58 Kitten chú mèo con 59 Ladonna tiểu thư 60 Laelia vui vẻ 61 Lani

thiên đường, bầu trời

62 Letitia niềm vui 63 Magic Man

chàng trai kì diệu

64 Maris

ngôi sao của biển cả

65 Maynard

dũng cảm mạnh mẽ

66 Mildred

sức mạnh nhân từ

67 Mimi

mèo con của Haitian Creole

68 Mirabel tuyệt vời 69 Miranda

dễ thương, đáng yêu

70 Misiu gấu teddy 71 Mister cutie

đặc biệt dễ thương

72 Mool điển trai 73 Neil

mây/ nhiệt huyết/ nhà vô địch

74 Nenito bé bỏng 75 Olwen

dấu chân được ban phước

76 Peanut đậu phộng 77 Phedra ánh sáng 78 Pooh ít một 79 Puma nhanh như mèo 80 Pup chó con 81 Puppy cho con 82 Rum-Rum

vô cùng mạnh mẽ

83 Sunshine

ánh sáng, ánh ban mai

84 Treasure kho báu 85 Ula

viên ngọc của biển cả

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YON JOUNEN REFLEKSYON - 12 JANVYE 2010 - 12 JANVYE 2017 - 7 LANE TRANBLEMAN DE TÈ PA YON FATALITE, SE PARE POU NOU PARE....... In memoriam : Ceux qui nous ont quittés le 12 janvier Emportés tous par un séisme d’une rare cruauté Publié le samedi 13 février 2010 Liste des disparus du 12 janvier 2010 Parlement . Jacques Jean Wilbert, Sénateur sortant du Plateau Central (centre), Elu en 2006 sous la bannière de la plateforme d’alors du Président Préval "Lespwa", le parlementaire figurait sur la liste des candidats de la nouvelle coalition présidentielle "Inite" aux sénatoriales partielles de février-mars, reportées sine die. . Louis Michelet, Sénateur sortant de l’Artibonite (nord). Il avait été élu pour seulement quelques mois sous le label "indépendant" lors des législatives controversées du 21 juin 2009. Les deux élus sont morts sous les décombres du Palais Législatif désormais totalement en ruine. Justice Me Roc Cadet, 46 ans, doyen du tribunal civil de Port-au-Prince. . 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Josseline Nguekeu Assistante administrative (Cameroon) Mme Nivah Odwori Volontaire des Nations Unies/ Conseil électorale de district (Kenya) M. Affis Okoro Police des Nations Unies (Bénin) M. Tadia Roger Onadja Police des Nations Unies (Burkina Faso) Sergent Pearlie Taub Panangui (Philippines) Caporal Douglas Pedrotti Neckel (Brésil) M. Frednel Pierre Maçon (Haïti) M. Ronald Pierre Chauffeur pour le personnel de la Section des affaires politiques (Haïti) M. Marc Plum Chef de la Section de l’assistance électorale (France) M. Li Qin Police des Nations Unies (Chine) Sergent-chef Davi Ramos de Lima (Brésil) Mme Mirna Patricia Rodas Arreola Assistante administrative (Guatemala) M. Philippe Charles Claude Rouzier Bureau des affaires civiles (Haïti) Lieutenant-colonel Gonzalo Daniel Martirene Ruibal (Uruguay) M. Stanley Sainte Rose Chauffeur pour le personnel de la Section des affaires politiques (Haïti) Soldat Kleber da Silva Santos (Brésil) M. Guillaume Siemienski Spécialiste des questions politiques (Canada) Soldat Rodrigo Augusto da Silva (Brésil) M. Satnam Singh Consultant international responsable des technologies de l’information (Trigyn Technologies Inc.) (Inde) M. Adamou Biga Souley Police des Nations Unies (Niger) Sergent Rodrigo de Souza Lima (Brésil) Caporal Washington Luiz de Souza Seraphim (Brésil) Colonel Emilio Carlos Torres dos Santos (Brésil) .Mme Simone Rita Trudo Assistante personnelle du Représentant spécial adjoint principal du Secrétaire général (France) .Mme Nicole Valenta Spécialiste des meilleures pratiques (Allemagne) Mme Andrea Loi Valenzuela Spécialiste des droits de l’homme (Chili) M. Frederick Wooldridge Spécialiste des questions politiques (Royaume-Uni) M. Jerome Yap Assistant personnel du Représentant spécial adjoint principal du Secrétaire général (Philippines) Mme He Zhihong Police des Nations Unies (Chine) KISA NOU YE? Source: http://radiokiskeya.com/

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if-you-fan-a-fire · 7 years ago

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“La Captures Des Frères Isidore,” La Patrie. November 14, 1917. Page 03. “Les frères Sammy et Lionel Isidore, accusés de deux actes de banditisme audacieux et évadés des cellules de la Sûreté, ont été coffrés à Welland. Ils purgent actuallement à cet endroit une sentence d’un mois de prison pour avoir marché sur la voie electré du chemin de fer Michigan Central. On vient d’apprendre que les deux prévenus auront aussi à répendre à deux accusations de vol avec effraction. Quelques jours avant leur arrestation, des établissements commerciaux dans les villages encerclant la Ville de Welland étaient enfoncés. Deux des propriétaires de ces magasins se firent enlever de fortes sommés. Lors du l’arrestation des frères Isidore, l’un d’eux avait sur lui une somme de $25 en billets de banque et l’autre un montant de $35. Ces billets de banque étaient dissmulés dans la doublure de leurs habits. Les autorités de la poliice montréalaise sont en communication avec le chef de police de Welland et on espère pouvoir ramener imméditement les deux frères à Montréal pour subir leur procès dans l’affaire du vol au magasin S. McKinley.”

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“LES ISIDORE SONT ARRETES,” La Patrie. November 13, 1917. Page 03. --- Condamnés à un mois de prison pour vagabondage à Welland Ont. Ils sont reconnus comme les évadés du bureau de la Sûreté de Montréal. --- Rapport aux commissaires --- Un télégramme du chef de police de Welland, Ontario, a été reçu ce matin au bureau de la Sûreté annoncent l’arrestation dans cette ville des frères Isidore qui s’étaient évadés de leur cellule au bureau de la Sûreté à Montréal. Les frères Isidore ont été arrêtés sous l’accusation de vagabondage et condamnés à un mois d’emprisonnement. On les reconnut par leur protographie qui avait été envoyée aux autoritées policières de toutes les villes du Canada. Samuel et Lionel Isidore qui sont incriminés dans les attentats meurtriers et les vols commis au préjudice du bijoutier McKinley, s’étaient évadés en compagnie d’un jeune homme qui était accusé d’un cambriolage et qui occupait la même cellule qu’eux à la Sûreté.

Jeffrey ou Geoffroy ainsi qu’il nommerait en réalité, a été repris depuis à Saint-Hyacinthe. Ce matin, il a été condamné à subir son procès. Lors de leur arrestation les Isidore avaient consenti à faire des aveux complets, incriminant une jeune femme du nom de Della Rivers dit Rivest et les nommés Moe Richstonne, Isidore Cohen et Joseph Tétrault qui furent subséquemment arrêtées. Ce matin ces prétendus complices ont été condamnés à subir leur procès. Quant aux frères Isidore ils seront ramenés à Montréal pour y subir leur procès. Le chef Campeau a fait rapport de leur arrestation au bureau des Commissaires. On sait que le commissaire Ross avait tenu à faire personnellement une enquête sur l’évasion des Isidore. Ces derniers étaient parvenus à s’échapper en sciant un barreau en fer. En dépit de leur jeune âge - ils ont à peine une vingtaine d’années - les frères Isidore sont de redoubtables bandits au dossier des plus lourdement chargés. Nous avons déjà donné à plusieurs reprises le détail des audacieux vols accompagnés de tentatives de meurtre dont le bijoutier McKinley a été la victime.

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if-you-fan-a-fire · 7 years ago

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“L’un Des Evades Comparait Ce Matin,” La Patrie. November 2, 1917. Page 03. “Joseph Jeffrey qui s’est évadé du bureau de la Sûreté avec les frères Isidore, a été arrêté à Saint-Hyacinthe et ramené à Montréal par le détective Crowthers.

Il a comparu ce matin devant le magistrat de police. Il est accusé d’avoir commis un vol de $800 de marchandises chez un marchand du boulevard Saint-Laurent, et de s’être évadé de sa prison. L’enquête a été renvoyée au 7.

Les frères Isidore n’ont pas encore été repris. Jeffrey a fait certaines déclarations à la police sur les agissements de ses compagnons après leur évasion mais on accorde peu de créance à ses dires.

L’inspecteur Connors et le dêtective Nazaire Forget sont revenus hier après-midi d’une tournée d’investigations qu’ils ont faite à différents endroits passé Saint-Lambert sur la route de Saint-Hyacinthe, mais nulle part des frères Isidore n’ont été aperçus. A Saint-Hyacinthe, Jeffrey a été appréhendé par le chef Foisy, son assistant Bourgeois et les constables Sénécal et Beauregard. Il était chez un parent domieillié rue du Grand Tronc.”

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“L’EVASION DES FRERES ISIDORE,” La Patrie. October 31, 1917. Page 03. --- Ce matin, le commissaire Ross et le chef Campeau font une enquête personnelle et un examen des quartiers du bureau de la Sûreté. --- La nuit de l’évasion --- A la demande du commissaire Ross les secrétaires du service de la Sûreté ont préparé joer après-midi un rapport sur l’évasion des frères Isidore et d’un co-détenu du nom de James Jeffrey. Ce matin, accompagné du chef Campeau, le contrôleur est allé fair un examen des ileux. On lui a montré le barreau qui avait été scié, la cellule que les bandits occupaient. Le commissaire fait personnellement son enquête.

On sait maintenant que la sensationnelle évasion a eu lieu vers minuit. Entre minuit et une heure, une femme téléphons au bureau de la Sûreté et demanda à parler au détective Thibault. Cette femme était la tenancière d’un garni de la rue Sainte-Elisabeth qui tenait à savoir si Jeffrey et ses compagnons avaient été remis en liberté ou s’ils s’étaient échappés.

Jeffrey et un autre individu du nom de Roméo Lafleur avaient été arrêté vendredi derier par les détectives Walsh et Thibault sous l’accusation d’avoir commis un vol avec effection au préjudice d’un négociant du boulevard Saint-Laurent du nom de Samuel Rosenbaum. Les deux inculpés appréhendés au No. 41a de la rue Saint-Elizabeth. Après s’étre évadés du quartier général de la Sûreté Jeffrey et ses compagnons se rendirent rue Ste-Elizabeth où Jeffrey avait demeuré. Partant de là les fugitifs s’engagèrent ensuite dans la rue Lagauchetière et prirent ensuite par la rue Saint-Denis jusqu’à la rue Ontario. On a pu les retracer jusque-là.

Le détective Lamont qui était en ccharge de la surveillance des détenus ce soir-là, fut occupé vers minuit à aller écrouer des prisonniers aux ceullules du poste central au sous-sol de l’annexe de l’hôtel de ville. C’est probablement durant son adsence que les détenus s’enfuirent. L’officier a déclaré qu’il s’était endormi vers une heure. Il se leva le matin à six heures pour aller à la messe. It était censé attendre d’étre relevé de ses fonctions vers huit heures. Il est probaable que les investigations du commissaire Ross conclueront à la condamnation d’un systême qui oblige un détective d’être à sa besogne pendant trente-six heures. Un autre point importante de l’affaire est que advenant le fait que les frères Isidore ne seraient pas retrouvés d’içi quelques jours leurs coaccusés qui sont au nombre de quatre seront forcément acquittés. Les frères Isidore avaient fait des aveux complets qui permireng d’opérer l’arrestation de ces prévenus. Les témoignages des délateurs constituaient la preuve principale de la poursuite. Les frères Isidore disparas l’édifice de la preuve s’écroule. En ontre une fois étargis les accusés ne peuvent plus être incriminés sur les mêmes faits.

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“Les Agresseurs Du Bijou-Tier McKinley S’Evadent,” La Patrie. October 29, 1917. Page 03. --- La nuit dernière avec un co-detenu les frères Isidore, forçats libérés et bandits des plus redoutables, acient un barreau en fer au bureau de la Sûreté et gagnent le sol à l’aide de leurs draps de lit. --- Les frèrs Isidore possèdent un dossier extraordinatrement chargé. A l’âge de huit ans l’un d’eux cambriolait des établissements de commerce. --- A qui la responsabilité? --- Les frères Isidore, les agresseurs du bijoutier McKinley, deux des plus redoutables bandits que la police connaisse, se sont évadés la nuit dernière d’une cellule du bureau de la Sûreté à l’annex de l’Hôtel-de-Ville où ils étaiet détenus avec un autre prévenu du nom de James Jeffrey qui les a suivis dans leur fuite.

Pour s’échapper les malfaiteurs ont scié un barreau en fer d’un chassis ouvrant à la hauteur du second étage sur la rue Saint-Louis. Avec leurs draps et couvertes de lit attachés à un autre barreau ils purent ensuite assez facilement se glisser jusqu’au sol. Les deux Isidore, Samuel et Lionel, ont été arrêtés il y a une quinzaine de jours parl les détectives Morrel, Mercier, Weston et French sous l’accusation d’avoir pris part aux deux tentatives de meutre accompagnées de vol dont le bijoutier Samuel McKinley de la rue Sainte-Catherine fut en l’espace d’un mois la victime. A la suite de leurs aveux les détectives mirent en arrestation les nommés Joseph Tétrauit, Moe Richestone, Max Cohen et la femme Zella Rivest.

L’enquête pré;o,omaore dans cette affaire devait s’ouvrir ce matin devant le juge Saint-Cyr. A 11.30 hrs Mtre Lyon Jacobs qui occupe pour la poursuite demanda un ajournement. Les principaux inculpés s’étaient évadés des quartiers de la police.

Plusieurs avocats représentent la défense dans ces causes. Mtre S. W. Jacobs, C.R., défend le prévenu Moe Richstone, le seul qui ait réussi à recouvrer sa liberté sous cautionnement. Les autre avocats de la défense sont James Crankshaw, Jr., Mtres F.-N. Biron et Jules Delorimier. A la suite des circonstances le Juge St-Cyr a ajourné l’instruction à lundi prochain. En attendant la femme Rivest et Joseph étrault demeureront à Bordeaux. L’avocat de la poursuite a appuyé sur ce point. Les cellules du bareau de la Sûreté ne sont plus sûres. Nous disions plus haut que les frères Isidore étaient de redoutables criminels. Voici leur dossier. ‘Sammy’ Isidore a été arrêté en 1907 pour vol avec effraction; sentence fut suspendue en ce case. En 1909, il comparaissait à nouveau devant le tribunal pour vol: sentence suspendue. La même année, nouvelle arrestation pour cambriolage; sentence suspendue. En 1910, nouvelle arrestation pour cambriolage: sentence suspendue. La mème année, arrêté pour cambriolage: condamnation à trois ans de réclusion. En 1911, Sammy Isidore avait trouvé moyen de recouvrer sa liberté puisqui’il était mis une fois de plus en arrestation pour cambriolage et condamné à cinq ans de réclusion.

Il avait alors 16 ans et fut interné à l’école de Réforme de Shawbridge. Il s’y retrouva avec son frère Lionel qui purgeait une condamnation pour vol et tous deux combinèrent une évasion qui réussi. Mais la même année Sammy Isidore était réarrêté et condamné à deux ans d’emprisonnement. Enfin en 1916 il comunettait un vol avec violence sur la personne d’une jeune homme du nom de Leslie Fox qui en plein jour dans une bâtisse de l’Université McGill était volé d’une somme de $150. Pous ce méfait Isiddore fut condamné à trois ans de bagne. Il ne devait pas y séjourner longtemps. Le 1er octobre il bénéficiait d’un ‘ticket of leave’ d’une mise en liberté conditionnelle.

Lionel Isidore, le frèrer de ‘Sammy’, a commis son premier vol à l’âge de huit ans, en 1907. En 1909, il était arrêté pour la seconde fois pour cambriolage. Il bénéfis d’un verdict de sentence suspendue.

Il fut ensuite arrêté en 1913 pour cambriolage: sentene suspendue. En 1914, il est envoyé à Shawbridge pour une période de deux ans pour vol. Il s’évada avec son frère. Le troisième évadé James Jeffrey a été arrêté vendredi dernier par les détectives Thibault et Walsh sous l’accusation de s’être introduit avec un compagnon du nom de Roméo Lafleur dans l’établissement de Salmon Berinbaum au No 723 de la rue Saint-Laurent et d’y avoir dérobé $800 de marchandises. Ce n’est pas la première évasion qui a lieu au bureau de la Sûreté. En descellant un barreau un noir s’est déjà échappé de sa cellule. Les barreaux en question sont d’un pouce d’épaisseur et en fer malléable faciles à scier. C’est le travail de cinq minutes avec un bon outil.

La nuit il ya quatre agents de garde au bureau de la Sûreté. Trois se couchent dans l’attente des appels qui peuvent les envoyer sur le théâtre d’un vol ou d’un crime.

Le quatrième est censé monter la garde toute la nuit et surveiller les détenus. La nuit dernière c’est le détective Lamont qui remplisssait ces fonctionss.

Tour à tour les détectives font cette nuit de surveillance entre leur besogne régulière du jour et celle du lendemain. La tâche est surhumaine. L’officier succombe au sommeil/ C’est ce qui est arrivé la nuit dernière et les malfaiteurs en ont profité. C’est le système qui est à blâmer.

Comment les évadés se sont-ils procuré la scie qui leur a permis the s’enfuir? Les détenus ne sont pas censés à mois de circomstances spéciales, recevoir de visites.

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