The sound of a silent fight


It was six o’clock when Mr and Mrs Dupont faked to sleep. The day before Mr Dupont had told his wife they must move into Ivory Coast because the banana company, in which he worked, was relocated. Mrs Dupont had answered that she did not want to leave her family and her friends. But he did not react at all as if the decision was already made.

Actually Mrs Dupont was a lonely woman and did not care about leaving France but she did not want to live with black people. Effectively she was racist but refused to admit it. After these few words, they did not say a word during the whole evening and even not during the night…

When the alarm clock beeped at 7 o’clock, Mrs Dupont jumped up without any look towards her husband. She opened the window and heard the wind, which rustled in the trees. She asked herself if there was as much wind in Ivory Coast. She felt sad. Then, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she started to undress, she heard a bee buzzing and thought that she would get used to the insects presence in Ivory Coast. This morning of winter, Mrs Dupont’s mood was getting worse and worse.

Furthermore, behind the creaking door of the bathroom, she could see her husband sleeping deeply. Why did she accept everything without any rebellion? Finally, Mr Dupont opened the eyes and said : « How are you this morning, my dear ? ». He seemed to have completely forgotten what happened the day before. Mrs Dupont tried to focus on the tingle of her bracelets not to be angry. But Mr Dupont did not take into account her behaviour, stood up and took his coins, which jingled with each other. Mrs Dupont was now angry and started to fulminate against her hausband. His absence of reaction was simply unbearable. She could not bear it anymore. She stared at him and said her first words of the day but although her last words to her hausband: « I won’t live with indigenous people ! ». She took her coat and banged the main door of their charming cottage.




When I was writting this story, I thought about this song I love. Enjoy it !


Paul McCartney

Ebony and Ivory
Live together in perfect harmony
Side by side on my piano
Keyboard, Oh Lord, Why don't we?

We all know that people are the same where ever we go
That is good and bad in ev'ryone,
We learn to live, we learn to give
Each other what we need to survive together alive

Ebony and Ivory
Live together in perfect harmony
Side by side on my piano
Keyboard, Oh Lord, Why don't we?

Ebony, Ivory living in perfect harmony
Ebony, Ivory, Ooh

We all know that people are the same where ever we go
That is good and bad in ev'ryone,
We learn to live, we learn to give
Each other what we need to survive together alive

Ebony, Ivory living in perfect harmony (repeat and fade)