sent Drawings by Patrick Portet of 1967-1970 To see the others: http://gue-a-tresmes.blogspot.com/
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'C' is funny to see these old photos, I returned to Ford in '76, I was 16, the first picture gives the ambiance, the sacred Y'avait lads at the time. Should we say it felt a like in prison, was not mixed, and although most went home on weekends, some who lived too far not returned for the Christmas holidays, Easter or summer ones. I only stayed that a year and it's not so bad, really Y'avait an atmosphere of toilets. I remember the first night of the season where we were gathered in the courtyard waiting to go to the canteen, it was tight against each other so we watched the biggest in a suspicious manner. The following days we tried an "exit" from the herd and it failed, each time Y'avait the 3rd year we fell on it to get us our fags, if smoking was not hazing "tells us a story" or "sing us a song," falait not fall over in a hallway, I remember one that had cracked and Castres who always had a dagger stashed in her boots motorcycle, he playfully toss on the first year. One evening after the food was a civil herd 3rd years who was waiting downstairs to the canteen, y 'was one who wanted me to roll a shovel, I had narrowly escaped. The pieces were mostly on their side, you could complain to anyone denounce it, too, were the first to hazing, once our stud had stripped a "small" class and asked him to walk like an ostrich everyone. It was really disgusting. Eve evening of holidays there were raids on dormitories, the first year course were eligible for the 2nd and 3rd descents years pawns left to do. They massed in two or three duffel to a film more weight, while others dived for cover in the canteen to fill duffel pillowcases, other rangers put their inside, I can tell you it hurt! once they have a guy locked in a closet and threw the cabinet through the window of the 2nd floor. Bullying and hazing did not stop, they steins guys, put them naked, cold shower, cock waxing, they locked them up in the mattress covers and put them in the elevator to the floor of the headmaster or I know more that. In short it was the horror of teachers were alcolos, only one was really nice and was on our side was the sports teacher, I know well what his name Laflèche or a name like that. He was really good. Several friends had tried to run away. In short I made a year but I regret it, ah! I forgot when it came out of Ford in because there was a tradition: a guy yelled "what is said at the Ford?" and everyone said: "MEEERDE!" "
