Mister Président,
I write to you today,it is the first and last time.Will know Mr. President that I was in Marine Nationale at 18 years (1983) and I was arms manufacturer.And that my grandfather died as anonymous hero like so many others during the 2nd world war.I know the power of the firearms of all gauges.I remember as the damage as that made…Will know as Mr. President as the draughtsman Cabu (death in the attack of Charlie Hebdo) with fact the army and the war.
- That never gave us the right to carry a weapon.
- That has us never to give the right of drawn on no matter whom in the street or in a school because we made one depresses.
- That taught us a thing: wisdom(and that been part of our Constitution.)
Our pens and our felts are the prolongation.
Will know Mister Président Trump, that a school is a haven of peace dedicated to knowledge and the culture.And this everywhere in the world.You thought that among all these dead children in these schools.There is had little to be a future geneticist who was going to cure you cancer,a future
astronaut pionner of the planet Mars,an astrophysicist revolutionizing the theories of our universe.Did y have you think Mr. the President?The only answer that you will not have now,it is this deafening silence of these small tombs.
Goodbye.
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