“I like Camus because in his prose there are
forgotten. Because through culture and its
origins, rescues love and trust in reason, in
humanity, in peace”
Albert Camus on 04/01/1960 suffers a tragic car accident near Paris. In his car he had a briefcase that was found near the tree where he crashed. Along with some letters, his passport and his diary, was a 144-page manuscript that was difficult to decipher due to the lack of punctuation and Camus’ rapid writing. The discovery not only meant the value of an unfinished work, but the last writing of Albert Camus, his fictionalized autobiography: Le Premier Homme…
I like Albert Camus
Camus has a peculiarity that distances him from his last best friend Jean-Paul Sartre [así le llamó Sartre en su obituario]: humility . the writer of Plague , even in the midst of his deepest disagreements, he does not resort to violence or capital punishment. Sartre-who looked at Camus over his shoulder for feeling like a scholar [Comunista] of the Superior Normal School of Paris- He called for the death penalty for Jewish collaborators with the Nazis and encouraged the arms levy of the people of Algiers against colonialism. ..while Camus, the rebellious man , of rural origin, did not believe in capital punishment and professed non-violent struggle. I like Camus because the philosophical debate about power, life, suffering, death or freedom , assume it without radicalism and with a nostalgic spirit. revenge of the nausea…
The autobiographical plot The first man, focuses on the return of Jacques Cormery alter-ego of the writer, to his native country [Argelia], where he evokes his childhood memories, life in a poor family, with his widowed mother and uncle, and with the school teacher who demands motivation from him to read and devote himself to literature. The story of the childhood of the Nobel laureate was written by Camus himself, when he died at the young age of 44, shortly after he declared: “My work has not yet begun.”
That story [ El primer hombre ], was published many years later (1994) in France. It tells of the migration of Camus’s young parents from the metropolis to the colony, of the father’s early death in the trenches of World War I, of the poor but happy childhood in Algiers, of the enjoyment of children’s games, baths in the beach, the sunset and the ability of a child – who represents so many others – to overcome adversity and the anonymity of poverty. The novel that Camus intended with the title the nomad, comes as a compliment to The education in its most primitive sense. Education as an essential instrument to overcome the differences imposed by the cradle, so that each human being has access to knowledge in its most genuine sense, about himself, about the world and about others.
A cry of joy…
The first man It is a cry in favor of the forgotten of this world, of those who do not have the possibility of having a place in history. reading the novel, The first man is the one who ” walk in the nights of the years through the land of oblivion ». He who, like Camus, has to « growing up alone, never having known those moments when the father calls the son when he has reached the age of listening, to confide in him a family secret, or an old sorrow or life experience ». One who ” learn alone yes in memory and without faith , it grows alone, in strength, in power, finding only its morality and its truth, to finally be born as men and then be born in a harder birth, which consists in being born for others ». A birth different from Sartre’s…
I like Camus because he writes about the simplicity of life. Rancor or resentment does not spring from his most bitter experiences, but light, color emerges, where his muse is his uncle, his father he did not know or his illiterate mother. How to love who he could never hug? How to love and redeem despite living in darkness without direction or path? I like Camus because despite his shortcomings, he knows no hatred or defeat. His victory was getting drunk on the good memory of his people who saw him leave and in gratitude to the land he saw him arrive… and hungry, he gave him a book and a piece of bread.
I like Camus because in his prose are the forgotten. Because through culture and its origins, he rescues love and trust in reason, in humanity, in peace. Leaving Venezuela, our family, our friends, our past, our childhood, the beauty of our memories-as happened to Camus-becomes the sap that blooms in our branches. Keeping our reminiscences alive is the blue of all our dreams, it is the source of our courage, it is our loyalty to the land, to the landscape, to the plains, to the sea, to sunrise in tenth parallel , to feel Creole. I like Camus, because despite the tragedy, the misfortune and the poverty, he insists in a cry of hope, courage and joy… without acrimony.
Education will make no difference
Today there are millions of people in the world who are a first man . As Almellehan recalled, “ 25 million primary and secondary school children are out of school in conflict zones . Of the entire budget for humanitarian work, less than 2% has been invested in education. The majority of aid to refugees is intended for food, water, shelter or survival …”
Camus is cause and consequence of education. Camus writes the drama of Foreign and launches an enormous challenge to the world: to love immigrants as much as the locals, because in them there is as much pain as love, as much shadow as brightness, the most beautiful desires of life.
The first man He is the one who, in the midst of his loneliness and uprooting, carries his mother and father in his heart, his uncle, his friend, his people in his saddlebag. But also to his teacher, to the one from the school that he saw him go to and the one that he saw him arrive, because thanks to them they stopped being the stranger, the foreigner, the excluded …
And he did write it, and so the world rewarded him, like the first man, the nobel prize…
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