{"id":17040,"date":"2023-08-20T05:53:16","date_gmt":"2023-08-20T04:53:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=17040"},"modified":"2023-08-20T05:53:16","modified_gmt":"2023-08-20T04:53:16","slug":"la-montagnarde","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=17040","title":{"rendered":"La montagnarde"},"content":{"rendered":"

Voici le souvenir d’une amie tr\u00e8s ch\u00e8re. Elle nous le raconta, avec force mime et accent chantant audois. Elle poss\u00e9dait le don de nous faire rire, de remonter le moral \u00e0 tout le monde! C’\u00e9tait une femme extraordinaire! Je l’aimais beaucoup.
\n<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00c9crit le 14\/07\/2008<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

Lucette, jeune provinciale,\"\"<\/span><\/p>\n

Fra\u00eechement d\u00e9barqu\u00e9e \u00e0 Paris,<\/span><\/p>\n

Un jour, prise d’une fringale,<\/span><\/p>\n

Se rendit \u00e0 l’\u00e9picerie.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab\u00a0Bonjour gentille demoiselle!<\/span><\/p>\n

Que puis-je pour votre service?\u00a0\u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

Intimid\u00e9e, peu s\u00fbre d’elle,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Lucette se tortilla, au supplice.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab Il me faudlait du sucle en glains. \u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

L’homme la regarda, d\u00e9contenanc\u00e9.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab Un kilo de sucre en morceaux, hein? \u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

La pauvre fille persista.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab Je veux du…du…sucle en … en…glains.\u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab Du sucre cristal ou en poudre? \u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

Se dandinant, pas rassur\u00e9e,<\/span><\/p>\n

Elle r\u00e9p\u00e9ta d’une voix sourde.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab\u00a0 Beeen… Je voudlais du sucle en glains.\u00a0\u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

L’\u00e9picier examina la gourde<\/span><\/p>\n

Ne sachant plus quel saint prier!\"\"<\/span><\/p>\n

Exasp\u00e9r\u00e9, le pauvre homme<\/span><\/p>\n

Montra poudre, morceaux<\/span>, cristallis\u00e9.<\/span><\/p>\n

Puis jurant, grommelant tout bas,<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab\u00a0Voici kilo ou petits morceaux.\u00a0\u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

Lucette, ravie, pointa le doigt:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab Ben voil\u00e0! Du sucle en glains! \u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

Ouf! D’habitude, au village,<\/span><\/p>\n

On comprenait ce qu’elle voulait.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00c9conome, en fille sage,<\/span><\/p>\n

Elle achetait \u00e0 pas compt\u00e9s.<\/span><\/p>\n

L’\u00e9picier s’exclama, de rage:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00ab\u00a0Ici, on est civilis\u00e9s!<\/span><\/p>\n

Mais d’o\u00f9 sort donc cette sauvage?\u00bb<\/span><\/p>\n

M\u0153urs et accents sont \u00e9trangers.<\/span><\/p>\n

Serrant fort, le sucre, dans son poing,<\/span><\/p>\n

Lucette, rougissante, s’enfuit!<\/span><\/p>\n

Il faudra apprendre avec soin<\/span><\/p>\n

A parler, \u00e0 mimer les gens d’ici!<\/span><\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

MMR ( tous droits r\u00e9serv\u00e9s)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Voici le souvenir d’une amie tr\u00e8s ch\u00e8re. Elle nous le raconta, avec force mime et accent chantant audois. Elle poss\u00e9dait le don de nous faire rire, de remonter le moral \u00e0 tout le monde! C’\u00e9tait une femme extraordinaire! Je l’aimais beaucoup. \u00c9crit le 14\/07\/2008 . Lucette, jeune provinciale, Fra\u00eechement d\u00e9barqu\u00e9e \u00e0 Paris, Un jour, prise […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[1423,1467,1421,532,134,1422,1428,1429,1430],"class_list":["post-17040","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poemes","tag-epicier","tag-fringale","tag-montagnarde","tag-paris","tag-poeme","tag-sucre","tag-sucre-cristal","tag-sucre-en-morceaux","tag-sucre-en-poudre"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17040","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=17040"}],"version-history":[{"count":19,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17040\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17957,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17040\/revisions\/17957"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=17040"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=17040"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=17040"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}