A short history lesson...you surely need it, right?
The Homo Habilis, our oldest identified (3 millions of years) ancestor, is situated in the African cradle. He is followed of the Homo Erectus who emigrated a first time of Africa toward Asia 2 millions of years ago... then a second time toward the Europe 1 millions of years later.
Between - 500 000 and -200 000 years one notes that the fossils recovered in Africa are all in way of "sapientisation." In other words the Homo erectus evolves toward the modern man. 100 000 years ago, it is in Asia and to the Middle Orient that one finds this type of evolution toward the homo sapiens.
He doesn't appear in Europe that toward - 40 000 years: it is the man of Cro-Magnon.
All these recovered fossils make the unanimity... and the methods of dating permit to assure the presence of such species, to a place and one moment given.
You cross a person's eyes in the bus, you observe a portrait in a newspaper, you look at one instant the cashier of the supermarket, etc. In less than one second, your brain reacts and makes itself an opinion on this person: is she/he nice, attractive, worthy of confidence?
One would like to have a more measured judgment, less hasty, more aware. But it is not as well as our brain functions. The intuition first, the strength of the first look, remains a lot of pregnante, full of significance.
French boxe... I am not sure that French don't like English, really, I think it was the case for the old generations, but now...what would be the reasons?
I lived over there for two years (Lichfield Stafford Shire), worked among English people was terrific, I keep so much cool memories of this time! Lot of my friends in France love England and go there often (you know that since we can reach our Countries in 3 hours by Eurostar London is one of the favourite French destination!)
I liked so much this part of England...I went also to Manchester, Liverpool and Derby...
Les dictatures, même déguisées, sont le résultat de la défaite de l’esprit et de la victoire de la manipulation. Ne pas en vouloir aux aveuglés, mais toujours se souvenir des opportunistes…
I was a Tomboy, has climb always in the trees, to hang at the rear of the cars when I was in rollers, to make some races by bicycle, to play soccer with my brothers, the martial arts, the French boxing...
And this eternal question "Why am I not a boy? " (For those whom don't know I have seven brothers and I am the youngest) I am just wondering myself how is a real girl childhood?
The emotions come of a smile, of a word, of a given attention, of one shared instant in the chaos of life. The emotions are an immutable and delicious source where it feels good let ourselves take. Victim of our own felt...
Alright...Question...
Weird how it can be a question of scammers...