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L’ancien Archambault à la place Émilie-Gamelin deviendra une boutique Empire. Entrevue avec Philippe Grisé, copropriétaire des boutiques EmpirePour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Les dépenses de Santé Québec font fortement réagir: on en discute avec Paul G. Brunet | L’ancien Archambault à la place Émilie-Gamelin deviendra une boutique Empire | Les véhicules électriques qui gardent le mieux leur autonomie en hiver ! Dans cet épisode intégral du 10 février, en entrevue : Paul G Brunet, président du Conseil pour la protection des malades. Philippe Grisé, copropriétaire des boutiques Empire Simon Bourassa porte-parole CAA Québec Une production QUB Février 2025Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Émilie Gamelin a ouvert ses portes aux personnes les plus démunies de la société. L'historienne Lucia Ferretti raconte comment cette femme laïque a changé de statut social pour fonder les Sœurs de la Providence.

Après avoir passé 7 ans à animer les fêtes à la place Émilie-Gamelin, le festival Noël dans le parc déménage. Violences quotidiennes, seringues au sol, fermeture de commerces : le quartier fait peur et n'attire plus les foules selon le directeur général du festival Noël dans le parc, notre invité. Entrevue avec Alain Gingras-Guimond, directeur général et artistique du festival Noël dans le parc.  Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Vague de démission chez les directeurs d'école. Un tramway à Montréal… Valérie Plante avait besoin de ça comme un deuxième nez? Segment LCN.Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Faites un don et recevez un cadeau : http://don.storiavoce.com/ Tout se joue entre une vingtaine de personnes qui se connaissent et se côtoient depuis plusieurs années : ils sont les acteurs consentants ou non de la mort de la IIIe République et ont pour nom Reynaud, Lebrun, Gamelin, Weygand, Pétain, De Gaulle, Mandel, Laval... Le vendredi 10 mai 1940, Hitler joue le tout pour le tout et surprend la France en passant par les Ardennes : la progression jusqu'à Dunkerque est foudroyante. Comment expliquer l'hécatombe à la fois française et anglaise ? Quelles sont les articulations entre le monde politique et le monde militaire sur ces quelques semaines ? Quel rôle joue l'Angleterre, notamment Churchill, dans ce drame ? Dans ce premier volet de cette nouvelle série de nos Cours d'Histoire, la défaite n'est pas encore là, mais les premières semaines de la débâcle préparent une révolution de palais, puis la fin du régime républicain. L'invité : Agrégé d'histoire, ancien élève de l'ENA et de l'ENS, Hugo Coniez est rédacteur de débats au Sénat. Auteur de nombreux ouvrages de sciences humaines et de culture générale, il est l'auteur de La Mort de la IIIe République (Perrin, 368 p., 23 €). *** Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/HistoireEtCivilisationsMag Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/histoireetcivilisations/ Twitter : https://twitter.com/Storiavoce

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Vince is joined by Lou Gamelin from the Captain Lou Extravaganza to talk about the Lions' success, the NFL coaching carousel, and the upcoming conference championship games. RighteousFelon.com promo code Stove15 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Vince is joined by Lou Gamelin from the Captain Lou Extravaganza to talk about the Lions' success, the NFL coaching carousel, and the upcoming conference championship games. RighteousFelon.com promo code Stove15 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Comment fait-on pour observer les oiseaux en mer ? Qu'est-ce que le Seawatch ? Peut-on suivre la migration des oiseaux depuis la côte ? Pour répondre à toutes ces questions et à bien d'autres encore, je vous emmène dans ce second épisode de L'Alule! à la rencontre de Pierre-Louis Gamelin, ornithologue et salarié du Groupe Ornithologique et Naturaliste (GON). Cet épisode a été enregistré le 29 octobre 2023 sur les falaises du Cap Gris Nez, l'un des meilleurs endroits en France pour faire du Seawatch ! Pour suivre les actualités du podcast, rendez-vous sur le compte Instagram @alule_podcast_ornitho. Musique d'intro/d'outro : Coffee and herbs, de sunsetflowerray

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Welcome to The Nonlinear Library, where we use Text-to-Speech software to convert the best writing from the Rationalist and EA communities into audio. This is: Grow your Mental Wellbeing to Grow your Impact HERE: Announcing our Summer Program, published by Edmo Gamelin on July 14, 2023 on The Effective Altruism Forum. Do you want to become more fulfilled, resilient, and productive? practice evidence-based tools to deal with blockers and stressors such as low energy levels, anxiety, imposter syndrome, and perfectionism? embark on that journey with other members of the community? Apply for our summer program in ~15 min here! Spaces are limited. TL;DR Rethink Wellbeing is announcing an online Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy (CBT) Program from August-October 2023. This program is designed to help improve mental wellbeing and productivity for people in the EA community. Using the latest psychotherapeutic and behavior change techniques, participants attend weekly group sessions together with 5-8 well-matched peers, led by a trained facilitator, and engage in readings and application of the learned tools in between the sessions. This no-cost program requires eight weeks of commitment, with a total of 6h/week. What does the program consist of? The program is experiential and practice-based; you'll learn through repeated, deliberate practice, so your new skills can eventually become automatic and habitual. We will draw on techniques backed by a wealth of cutting-edge research, particularly those from the gold standard of third-wave CBT. These techniques can be applied to a variety of target areas: anxiety, low mood, perfectionism, procrastination, self-esteem, productivity, and more. You can learn more about CBT here. The program involves: Weekly participation A group video conference, led by a trained peer facilitator, ranging from 1,5 to 2 hours, designed for sharing personal experiences, bonding, initiating discussions, and practicing newly learned techniques together. A reading before each meeting (~a few pages/week for CBT) Home practice of new skills and techniques (~4h/week or ~30 min/day) Program evaluation surveys Short weekly forms for progress tracking, reflections, and feedback (< 5 min each) Surveys on your mental well-being at weeks 0, 6, 8, and 12 (~20 min each) We ask that people who sign up be ready to commit to the entire program, which is essential because: You are most likely to maximize your benefits from the program by dedicating time to the weekly sessions, readings, and home practice. Your peers will rely on you. You will go on this journey with a small group, handpicked for you. Poor participation or dropping out can challenge the group's dynamics and spirit. We will only be able to determine whether the program is effective and scalable if everyone engages fully. Why do we think the program will be effective? Mental health research suggests that peer-guided self-help groups working with evidence-based therapy methods can improve mental wellbeing and productivity just as much as 1:1 therapy. In addition, Rethink Wellbeing's pilot tests of peer-facilitated groups showed promising results: Participants' psychological well-being significantly increased (p < .05). Productivity, perfectionism, and self-leadership increased in the correspondingly themed groups. All participants rated the programs as "Good" or "Excellent". 3 of 5 groups decided to continue meeting. You can learn more about the rationale and background behind our method on our website. How do I sign-up? If you are interested in participating in the program, you can apply within ~15 min here. If you are interested in facilitating a group, you can apply within ~20 min here. Details will follow in another post soon. Answers will be reviewed on a rolling basis until July 31, 2023. Earlier applications are preferred. Here's what happens after you sign up: We review your answers, and confirm if you're accepted via email. We will only be able to respond to th...

Segment LCN avec Richard et Jean-François Guérin : des municipalités veulent interdir les feux d'artifices. La Ville de MTL va dépenser 426 000 $ pour embellir la Place Émilie-Gamelin. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Un courriel envoyé aux parents de la circonscription  de Chauveau provenant  du Centre de services scolaire a fait réagir. Donald Trump condamné pour agression sexuelle et diffamation. La Ville de Montréal dépensera 426 000$ afin d'ajouter «de l'amour et de la beauté» au secteur de la place Émilie-Gamelin, qui a défrayé la manchette cet hiver pour ses enjeux d'insalubrité et de sécurité. Dans cet épisode intégral du 9 mai, en entrevue :  Entrevue avec Éric Duhaime, chef du Parti conservateur du Québec. Entrevue avec Émilie Fortier, directrice, services d'urgence et de réaffirmation, Mission Old Brewery. Entrevue avec Madame X, citoyenne de Saint-Jean-sur-Richelieu. Une production QUB Radio Mai 2023Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

La Ville de Montréal dépensera 426 000$ afin d'ajouter «de l'amour et de la beauté» au secteur de la place Émilie-Gamelin. Entrevue avec Émilie Fortier, directrice, services d'urgence et de réaffirmation, Mission Old BreweryPour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

On revient sur la situation des commerçants sur la rue Sainte-Catherine qui perdent de l'argent en ce moment et on aborde la question de la place Émilie-Gamelin qui a défrayé la manchette cet hiver pour ses enjeux d'insalubrité et de sécurité. Entrevue avec Aref Salem, chef de l'opposition.Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Beaucoup d'incendies criminels depuis 1 mois. Un petit mot sur la Place Émilie-Gamelin.  Chronique Crime et Société avec Félix Séguin, journaliste au Bureau d'enquête de Québecor.Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

La décrépitude du village et la place Émilie Gamelin, réaction au budget, crise du logement, décrépitude du Village, Airbnb illégaux. Entrevue avec Valérie Plante, mairesse de Montréal.Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

L'actualité vue par Richard Martineau : retour sur un cas d'agression sexuelle.  Chronique Crime et Société avec Félix Séguin, journaliste au Bureau d'enquête de Québecor : une histoire hallucinante en Allemagne. Flush royale contre deux pros du poker. Segment LCN avec Richard et Jean-François Guérin : contrat jusqu'en 2100 pour McKinsey au fédéral. Ottawa refuse de montrer la porte à madame Elghawaby. Une fille battue devant d'autres élèves. La rencontre Lisée - Mulcair avec Jean-François Lisée, ancien chef du Parti québécois et chroniqueur politique et Thomas Mulcair, ancien chef du NPD et analyste politique (La Joute, chroniqueur au Journal) : Amira Elghawaby, la suite. Le fédéral a signé un contrat ouvert avec McKinsey jusqu'en 2100.  Entrevue avec James Hugues, président et chef de la direction de la Mission Old Brewery : le Groupe Archambault a annoncé vendredi son intention de mettre la clé sous la porte du commerce situé au croisement des rues Berri et Sainte-Catherine Est, tout près de la place Émilie-Gamelin, expliquant par communiqué que ce secteur était devenu un laboratoire de mixité urbaine. Le quartier Ville-Marie est devenu de plus en plus désuet en plus d'être un refuge pour les itinérants.  Entrevue avec Lucien Francoeur, auteur, poète et ancien enseignant de littérature et de français au cégep Rosemont : comment expliquer une aussi grande faiblesse des étudiants, pour la grande majorité francophone, en français? Chronique économique avec Yves Daoust, directeur de la section Argent du Journal de Montréal et du Journal de Québec : les millionnaires du Poker dans la mire du fisc. L'épargne des Québécois en chute libre. Sophie Brochu quitte alors que le job n'est pas fini.  Chronique de Joseph Facal, chroniqueur au Journal de Montréal & au Journal de Québec : retour sur sa chronique «Attentat à la mosquée: une grossière récupération». La rencontre Bock-Côté - Martineau avec Mathieu Bock-Côté, chroniqueur blogueur au Journal de Montréal Journal de Québec et animateur du balado « Les idées mènent le monde » à QUB radio : le PLQ demande à Amira Elghawaby de s'excuser.  Entrevue avec Karine Gauthier, psychologue, neuropsychologue et présidente de la Coalition des psychologues du réseau public québécois : les demandes de règlement d'assurance auprès de la Sunlife pour des médicaments traitants troubles de santé mentale chez les jeunes ont augmenté de près de 25 % chez les moins de 30 ans. Chronique de Karine Gagnon, chroniqueuse politique au Journal de Montréal, au Journal de Québec et directrice adjointe de l'information au Journal de Québec :  Entrevue avec Jack Jedwab, président de l'Association d'études canadiennes, Montréal : aussi, président de Metropolis Canada, qui dirige la plus grande conférence nationale sur l'immigration et de l'intégration.  Une production QUB radioJanvier 2023Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Entrevue avec James Hugues, président et chef de la direction de la Mission Old Brewery : le Groupe Archambault a annoncé vendredi son intention de mettre la clé sous la porte du commerce situé au croisement des rues Berri et Sainte-Catherine Est, tout près de la place Émilie-Gamelin, expliquant par communiqué que ce secteur était devenu un laboratoire de mixité urbaine. Le quartier Ville-Marie est devenu de plus en plus désuet en plus d'être un refuge pour les itinérants. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

L'actualité vue par Richard Martineau : le Archambault devant le parc Émilie-Gamelin à Montréal fermera ses portes. Le défi février sans alcool. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Beyond buzzwords, Web3 brings the dawn of a new era in gaming. We are currently witnessing the first meaningful and mass market implementations of blockchain technology in games. What happens as free to play and play to earn economies also converge? Who are the winners and losers of this next era? We dig into these topics and more with leading founders and visionaries from the blockchain gaming space.

Entre mai et juin 1940, en 1 mois ½ de combat, la France considérée comme la première armée au monde, a été battue par l'armée allemande.     Cette défaite si soudaine ajoutée à la désorganisation du pays, avec ces millions de Français sur les routes, entraine une crise gouvernementale majeure en juin 40.     Deux tendances s'opposent frontalement au sein du pouvoir : les partisans de la poursuite de la guerre et ceux qui souhaitent au contraire négocier avec les Allemands.     Pourquoi la deuxième tendance parvient-elle à s'imposer ?   #3ème #Terminale ✉️ Contact: tasquienhistoire@gmail.com *** Sur les réseaux sociaux *** Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/TasQuiEnHistoire Twitter : @AsHistoire  Instagram : @tasquienhistoire    *** Crédits Sons *** - Son Stuka : https://notification-sounds.com/175-stuka-siren-sound-effect.html   - Pétain 1940 :  17 juin 1940 - Maréchal Pétain - "Je fais à la France le don de ma personne" - Armistice / Youtube : @ ArchivesRadio    - De Gaulle : 22 juin 1940 : http://6juin.omaha.free.fr/6docs_texte/63_audio.php  

The World Hockey Report Podcast is the leading hockey podcast covering the sport hockey on a global scale presented by The Hockey Podcast Network With your host: Cody Janzen, presented by Lordco Auto Parts. Presented by Draftkings.com USE promo code THPN for signup bonuses & weekly deals for Daily Fantasy & SportsBook App. World Hockey Report is LIVE on 12oz Sports, Zingo TV Channel 761, and 12ozSportsNetwork.com/live. World Hockey Podcast is Presented by The Hockey Podcast Network Featuring: -Lou Gamelin, Host of The Captain Lou Extravaganza on 12ozSports & captainlou.net -Jack Leverentz , Founder of Minnesota Sports Media & Entertainment: 10k Takes BUY MERCH TODAY: Premium Pullover Hoodie Classic Crewneck Sweatshirt Women's Classic V-Neck Tee Classic Tee NHL Teams Anaheim Ducks Arizona Coyotes Boston Bruins Buffalo Sabres Calgary Flames Carolina Hurricanes Chicago Blackhawks Colorado Avalanche Columbus Blue Jackets Dallas Stars Detroit Red Wings Edmonton Oilers Florida Panthers Los Angeles Kings Minnesota Wild Montreal Canadiens Nashville Predators New Jersey Devils New York Islanders New York Rangers Ottawa Senators Philadelphia Flyers Pittsburgh Penguins San Jose Sharks Seattle Kraken St Louis Blues Tampa Bay Lightning Toronto Maple Leafs Vancouver Canucks Vegas Golden Knights Washington Capitals Winnipeg Jets World Hockey Report - Featuring Lou Gamelin and Jack Leverentz (December 2nd, 2021) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The World Hockey Report Podcast is the leading hockey podcast covering the sport hockey on a global scale presented by The Hockey Podcast Network With your host: Cody Janzen, presented by Lordco Auto Parts. Presented by Draftkings.com USE promo code THPN for signup bonuses & weekly deals for Daily Fantasy & SportsBook App. World Hockey Report is LIVE on 12oz Sports, Zingo TV Channel 761, and 12ozSportsNetwork.com/live. World Hockey Podcast is Presented by The Hockey Podcast Network Featuring: -Lou Gamelin, Host of The Captain Lou Extravaganza on 12ozSports & captainlou.net -Jack Leverentz , Founder of Minnesota Sports Media & Entertainment: 10k Takes BUY MERCH TODAY: Premium Pullover Hoodie Classic Crewneck Sweatshirt Women's Classic V-Neck Tee Classic Tee NHL Teams Anaheim Ducks Arizona Coyotes Boston Bruins Buffalo Sabres Calgary Flames Carolina Hurricanes Chicago Blackhawks Colorado Avalanche Columbus Blue Jackets Dallas Stars Detroit Red Wings Edmonton Oilers Florida Panthers Los Angeles Kings Minnesota Wild Montreal Canadiens Nashville Predators New Jersey Devils New York Islanders New York Rangers Ottawa Senators Philadelphia Flyers Pittsburgh Penguins San Jose Sharks Seattle Kraken St Louis Blues Tampa Bay Lightning Toronto Maple Leafs Vancouver Canucks Vegas Golden Knights Washington Capitals Winnipeg Jets World Hockey Report - Featuring Lou Gamelin and Jack Leverentz (December 2nd, 2021)

Les véhicules électriques sont de plus en plus nombreux sur nos routes et les mécaniciens indépendants n'ont pas toujours les connaissances nécessaires pour en faire l'entretien. Heureusement, un nouveau programme de formation pourrait venir corriger le tir Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

This episode will be of interest to you if you have an interest in children of the world today, and the leaders of our tomorrow. I know you will find so much gold in here from any angle at which you are viewing this (professional, parent or otherwise) because today's children need us. They need us to be present, aware, in tune and conscious in … 58 – Compassionate Boundaries, Self-Regulation and Conscious Parenting ft Tia Gamelin Read More »

This episode will be of interest to you if you have an interest in children of the world today, and the leaders of our tomorrow. I know you will find so much gold in here from any angle at which you are viewing this (professional, parent or otherwise) because today's children need us. They need us to be present, aware, in tune and conscious in … 58 – Compassionate Boundaries, Self-Regulation and Conscious Parenting ft Tia Gamelin Read More »

In this episode of the Ground Up Faith Podcast, we continue with "Part 2" of our Series on Pastoral Burnout.  Today we sit down with Pastor Jay Gamelin who went through a season of burnout. He shares what helped him through and what is on the other side of burnout.If you think you may be burned out make sure to talk with someone you trust, your Synod office or, if you have no one to talk to, feel free to reach out to me at jaschnibben@gmail.com.

Harassés par la rédaction des sujets du bac de philosophie, toute l'équipe de Radiostub s'est néanmoins réunie, à la faveur de l'ennui de la trêve estivale, afin de contribuer à l'élévation du peuple Racingois par l'éducation, et, en l'espèce, par l'Histoire. L'Histoire du Racing bien sûr. Et c'est sur les années IMG que les Radiostubistes de cet épisode ont planché, à la "faveur" d'une interview exceptionnelle, accordée par Patrick Proisy lui-même au quotidien l'Equipe. Gageons que ce grand moment d'histoire du Racing saura passionner nos chères têtes blondes et que, nantis de cette connaissance fondamentale, ils, elles et iouelleitautres sauront éviter au Racing de répéter les erreurs de leurs aînés, comme disait le Général Gamelin en 1939. Afin d'offrir aussi du "moderne" à nos auditeurs sophistiqués, la brillante intervention en double-messieurs de Julien-Guy-Stéphane Guy-Stéphan et Marc Keller devant une presse bien concentrée est contée et bien sûr analysée dans ses moindres détails importants et significatifs. Enfin, et puisque Radiostub c'est surtout le service des auditeurs, une rubrique "Aventuriers des #QuestionsMinitel perdues" permet de renforcer encore - comme si c'était possible, à ce niveau de rapprochement on est plus sur de la force nucléaire forte que de la bonne vieille gravitation des familles - achève un programme d'une qualité rare. Radiostubistes: MC Guigues (@Guigues_2point0 sur Twitter) Grand Ancien Paolo (@PaoloStrasburgo sur Twitter) Stalter Roulian (Roulian partout dans le monde) Waldorf JPDarky (@jpdarky sur Twitter) On a cité des Twitteros, bien sûr, @sladeracingstub et @STseb67 c'est sûr, mais aussi peut-être d'autres et sûrement @NicolasLacaque et @loukystub. À la revoyure. Correctif: c'est en 1972 que Patrick Proisy fut finaliste à Roland Garros. Notre team "jaunes" affirme aussi ne trouver aucune trace d'une grève des tennismen / women / both / none / other cette année là dans ce tournoi. Ceci dit, ils ont cherché 3 minutes avec AltaVista

Harassés par la rédaction des sujets du bac de philosophie, toute l'équipe de Radiostub s'est néanmoins réunie, à la faveur de l'ennui de la trêve estivale, afin de contribuer à l'élévation du peuple Racingois par l'éducation, et, en l'espèce, par l'Histoire. L'Histoire du Racing bien sûr. Et c'est sur les années IMG que les Radiostubistes de cet épisode ont planché, à la "faveur" d'une interview exceptionnelle, accordée par Patrick Proisy lui-même au quotidien l'Equipe. Gageons que ce grand moment d'histoire du Racing saura passionner nos chères têtes blondes et que, nantis de cette connaissance fondamentale, ils, elles et iouelleitautres sauront éviter au Racing de répéter les erreurs de leurs aînés, comme disait le Général Gamelin en 1939. Afin d'offrir aussi du "moderne" à nos auditeurs sophistiqués, la brillante intervention en double-messieurs de Julien-Guy-Stéphane Guy-Stéphan et Marc Keller devant une presse bien concentrée est contée et bien sûr analysée dans ses moindres détails importants et significatifs. Enfin, et puisque Radiostub c'est surtout le service des auditeurs, une rubrique "Aventuriers des #QuestionsMinitel perdues" permet de renforcer encore - comme si c'était possible, à ce niveau de rapprochement on est plus sur de la force nucléaire forte que de la bonne vieille gravitation des familles - achève un programme d'une qualité rare. Radiostubistes: MC Guigues (@Guigues_2point0 sur Twitter) Grand Ancien Paolo (@PaoloStrasburgo sur Twitter) Stalter Roulian (Roulian partout dans le monde) Waldorf JPDarky (@jpdarky sur Twitter) On a cité des Twitteros, bien sûr, @sladeracingstub et @STseb67 c'est sûr, mais aussi peut-être d'autres et sûrement @NicolasLacaque et @loukystub. À la revoyure. Correctif: c'est en 1972 que Patrick Proisy fut finaliste à Roland Garros. Notre team "jaunes" affirme aussi ne trouver aucune trace d'une grève des tennismen / women / both / none / other cette année là dans ce tournoi. Ceci dit, ils ont cherché 3 minutes avec AltaVista

TW: Language, Death/Murder (historical - involving children, women). You've learned about MoJo, but before there was MoJo there was Emilie, a humble and kind French Canadian nun that is well on her way to Sainthood, who happened to be Mother Joseph's closest friend and confidante. Much like Sara discovering similarities between Mother Joseph and herself, soon Andrea became dumbfounded when she started lining up the number of synchronicities between Blessed Emilie Gamelin and herself. We'll talk about who Emilie was, what she was like, and why she's important to this Haunted Brick story. Her message of faith and resilience is one we all could benefit from in the current trying times. For a deeper dive into Emilie Gamelin, head over to her page on Brick Mojo. We told you it was contagious. Way back in Episode One we told you this "Brick Shit" was contagious. Sara recently sent out a batch of Hiddens to new members of #TeamBrick and immediately strange things began happening... to at least 6 people in one week! We'll wrap this episode up by sharing one of stories about the brick synchronicities that are starting to creep into the lives of the listeners of this podcast. We'll tell you about more of them on the next episode. Are the bricks talking to you too? Tell us all about it on Twitter @TwoWitchesPod!

Afin de discuter des multiples enjeux auxquels doivent faire face les commerçants québécois de pièces d’auto, Antoine Joubert et Germain Goyer reçoivent André Gamelin, président de Pièces d’Auto Super.   Pour de l’information concernant l’utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

** LA MISE EN LIGNE ORIGINALE DE CET ÉPISODE DATE DE 2020. IL S'AGIT DONC D'UNE REDIFFUSION. MERCI! ** Astro Flash : un bulletin express dans lequel Vanessa DL commente un événement de l'actualité, sous un angle astrologique. Les éclipses sont, selon Vanessa, le phénomène astrologique le plus intéressant. Révélateurs de vérité, les éclipses nous poussent vers le changement à une vitesse exponentielle. Dans cet épisode Astro Flash, nous discutons de leur impact autant sur le plan individuel que collectif. Si vous souhaitez vous mobiliser, Vanessa participera à la manifestation de ce dimanche, le 7 juin 2020 à 10h. Joignez-vous à elle, ainsi qu' aux autres sorcières de notre communauté pour marcher ensemble, solidaires. Point de rencontre : coin ONTARIO / ST-HUBERT à 9h50 am. Nous marcherons ensemble à la place Émilie-Gamelin. Peu importe où vous êtes dans le monde, sachez que nous pensons très fort à vous et nous vous souhaitons d'être en sécurité. Courage.

La fragilité de notre système de santé publique décortiquée; l'économie au féminin avec l'auteure Hélène Périvier; le projet résidentiel de 481 logements de Mondev autour de la place Émilie-Gamelin; les frais de livraison jugés excessifs par les restaurateurs pour les commandes en ligne; le point sur les résidents vaccinés atteints de la COVID-19 au CHSLD Maimonides; et la chronique de Richard Bergeron sur le mauvais sort réservé à nos églises.

L'histoire de Radio Bienvenue Strasbourg par ceux qui l'ont faite : Nicolas Gamelin explique comment il est devenu directeur des programmes

L'histoire de Radio Bienvenue Strasbourg par ceux qui l'ont faite : au début des années 90, la radio se tourne vers les musiques dites émergentes

L'histoire de Radio Bienvenue Strasbourg par ceux qui l'ont faite : comment le rap est devenu la musique dominante sur RBS

Les dangers de la fatigue au volant pendant les vacances; les moyens entrepris par les camps de jour pour respecter la distanciation physique entre les enfants sans nuire à leur plaisir; entrevue avec la mairesse Valérie Plante sur le plan de relance du centre-ville de Montréal; un projet-pilote pour améliorer la cohabitation au parc Émilie-Gamelin; un journaliste kidnappé au Pakistan; et les moyens pour relancer le tourisme d'affaires à Montréal

Entrevue avec Mathieu Farley et Vanessa Lepage, agents du SPVM au poste de quartier 21 : Un nouveau projet pilote verra le jour au parc Émilie-Gamelin pour aider les personnes en situation d'itinérance. Chronique d'Olivier Primeau : Il nous parle de la situation des commerces en plein centre-ville de Montréal, football américain, de l'Impact de Montréal qui joue son match de dernière chance, de Romanov en route vers la bulle de Toronto et des sports de combats. Chronique culturelle d'Anaïs Guertin-Lacroix : La Compagnie créole chante contre le coronavirus, la saga Kanye West qui dit vouloir faire la course pour devenir président des États-Unis et le 38e Festival Juste pour rire. Entrevue avec Patrice Lavoie, directeur corporatif des affaires publiques et des relations de presse chez Loto-Québec : Loto-Québec se lance dans les paris sportifs en direct. Entrevue avec Louise Nadeau, professeure émérite et associée au département de psychologie de l'Université de Montréal : L'effet des paris sportifs pour les joueurs compulsifs et l'évolution du jeu en ligne. Entrevue avec Dr Gilles Chamberland, médecin psychiatre et ancien directeur des Services professionnels de l'Institut Philippe Pinel de Montréal : Avec la mort de Martin Carpentier confirmée, force est d'admettre que nous ne saurons jamais exactement pourquoi l'homme a tué ses deux enfants. Entrevue avec Éric Dion, chercheur à l'Université du Québec à Montréal et co-auteur d'une récente étude sur le décrochage publié dans le Journal of educational Psychology : Le décrochage scolaire serait “contagieux” selon une étude récemment publié par deux chercheurs québécois. Chronique de François Lambert : Le mal hollandais du Vieux-Montréal et du Vieux-Québec et retour sur le scandale de We Charity. Chronique automobile de Germain Goyer, producteur de contenu automobile pour Le Guide de l'auto : La Shelby de Ken Miles qui s'est vendue à l'encan, des changements chez Honda et un mot sur les Bronco et Bronco Sport qui ont été dévoilés la semaine passée. Une production QUB radio Juillet 2020 Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Entrevue avec Mathieu Farley et Vanessa Lepage, agents du SPVM au poste de quartier 21 : Un nouveau projet pilote verra le jour au parc Émilie-Gamelin pour aider les personnes en situation d'itinérance. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Host Dan Diederich from TDA Insurance and Financial has on guest Shane Gamelin from PrimePay. Dan and Shane are in the same networking group and have both been very successful in their sales positions as younger professionals. The conversation was focused on networking skills, social media in business, and how to get after it as a young professional getting started in the workplace.

Astro Flash : un bulletin express dans lequel Vanessa DL commente un événement de l'actualité, sous un angle astrologique. Les éclipses sont, selon Vanessa, le phénomène astrologique le plus intéressant. Révélateurs de vérité, les éclipses nous poussent vers le changement à une vitesse exponentielle. Dans cet épisode Astro Flash, nous discutons de leur impact autant sur le plan individuel que collectif. Si vous souhaitez vous mobiliser, Vanessa participera à la manifestation de ce dimanche, le 7 juin 2020 à 10h. Joignez-vous à elle, ainsi qu' aux autres sorcières de notre communauté pour marcher ensemble, solidaires. Point de rencontre : coin ONTARIO / ST-HUBERT à 9h50 am. Nous marcherons ensemble à la place Émilie-Gamelin. Peu importe où vous êtes dans le monde, sachez que nous pensons très fort à vous et nous vous souhaitons d'être en sécurité. Courage.

Découvrez l'histoire du nouveau recueil d'ostéologie et de myologie de Jacques Gamelin, ouvrage rare et original conçu...par un artiste! https://archivesdepartementales.aude.fr/actualites/petites-histoires-darchives-7gamelin

Antoine Joubert et Germain Goyer posent leurs questions à André Gamelin, président de Pièces d’Auto Super. Il est notamment question de la notion de services essentiels dans l’industrie de l’après-marché, des répercussions dans l’industrie et des petits travaux que les particuliers peuvent effectuer sur leur véhicule pendant le confinement.

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Le billet de Martineau : Richard raconte son expérience avec les gens dans le besoin qui errent au coin de la station.

L’actualité avec Jonathan Trudeau et Maude Boutet : Il aura fallu 1 mois à Justin Trudeau pour nommer son conseil des ministres, et plusieurs informations ont coulé. Entrevue avec David St-Jacques, astronaute canadien : Retour sur son expérience. Comment se déroule la vie depuis son retour sur Terre. Le rôle du Canada dans la découverte spatiale. Ses projets futurs. Retour sur l'entrevue avec David Saint-Jacques. Le ministère de l’Économie, sous Dominique Anglade, a multiplié les subventions hors programmes mal justifiées, déplore la vérificatrice générale, qui a également détecté des «failles» dans la gestion d’un chantier de 1 G$. Chronique historique avec Denis Angers, historien : L’histoire de la formation des premiers conseils des ministres dans l’histoire du Canada. Le tour de l'actualité avec Maude Boutet. Chronique Disque dur avec Stéphane Plante : La programmation de Festival Noël dans la Rue qui sera présenté à Montréal du 30 novembre au 24 décembre au Parc Émilie-Gamelin. Présentation des artistes à ne pas manquer ou les curiosités à découvrir. Chronique de Geneviève Pettersen, animatrice à QUB Radio : Les diètes restrictives des enfants. La détresse psychologique des universitaires. Une production QUB radio Novembre 2019

Chronique Disque dur avec Stéphane Plante : La programmation de Festival Noël dans le Parc qui sera présenté à Montréal du 30 novembre au 24 décembre au Parc Émilie-Gamelin. Présentation des artistes à ne pas manquer ou les curiosités à découvrir.

Les manchettes avec Richard Martineau : Le studio de Qub radio est situé tout près du Parc Émilie-Gamelin, un lieu qui sert de refuges à une foule de Montréalais en situation de pauvreté et de dépendance aux drogues.

Le billet de Martineau : C'est quoi cette idée farfelue de porter les habits traditionnels du pays où l'on a décidé de faire du tourisme ? Une pratique à laquelle Justin Trudeau est passé maître. Chronique économique de Pierre Couture, journaliste à la section Argent du Journal de Montréal et du Journal de Québec : Il y a beaucoup de gens autour de Justin Trudeau qui font beaucoup d'argent avec la légalisation du cannabis. Segment LCN Richard et Jean-François Guérin : La soirée électorale risque de se terminer tard car les Libéraux et les Conservateurs seront au coude à coude. Entrevue avec Scarlett James, fondatrice du Festival burlesque de Montréal qui se déroule les 18 et 19 octobre. Commentaire de Steve E. Fortin, chroniqueur et blogueur au Journal de Montréal et au Journal de Québec : Steve se souvient de ses débuts en politique comme militant indépendantiste. Les signataires du Pacte ont reçu un appel à peine voilé à voter pour le Parti libéral du Canada. Les manchettes avec Richard Martineau : Le studio de Qub radio est situé tout près du Parc Émilie-Gamelin, un lieu qui sert de refuges à une foule de Montréalais en situation de pauvreté et de dépendance aux drogues. Richard Martineau et François Lambert survolent l'actualité de la semaine. Les théories du complot démystifiés avec Alexandre Moranville-Ouellet : Donald Trump se demande où sont les serveurs informatique de l’entreprise américaine CrowdStrike, qui contiendraient des informations secrètes sur ses détracteurs. Une production QUB radio Octobre 2019

We head to the park and discuss Sebastien's American beach vacation and Matthew's trip to the rodeo. We may even try a burger from a shipping container.

Después de varios meses de parón os traemos el último programa que grabamos en la segunda temporada a espera del inicio de la tercera. En esta ocasión analizamos la historia de los habitantes del Este del Noroeste de la Tierra Media. Analizaremos sus diversas tribus, métodos de combate, conquistas y su rivalidad contra Gondor y Rohan. Agarráos que viene un enemigo poderoso montado en sus tremendos carros de combate. Nota: En algunos momentos cuando habla el comppañero Gamelin la voz se entrecorta por la conexión. Lamentamos los problemas que os puedan cuasar. Trataremos de mejorarlo en próximos programas. Síguenos en: www.laguerradelanillo.com @gdanillopodcast espejodegaladriel@gmail.com www.facebook.com/podcastguerradelanillo

Victime d'agression dans le parc Émilie Gamelin, un handicapé garde un arrière-goût amer dans la bouche. Crédit photo : Chantal Landry

How many places can you be at once?  Short of cloning yourself, only one. However, with a polymetric hologram of yourself the ability to break through to hard to meet clients and be multiple places at once is no longer a fantasy. In this episode, Cedric Gamelin, a VR Producer, and Meghan McWilliams, Associate Director of Development, from Emblematic Group help me to understand how they work to make this possible. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Infinitesimally small quantum dots can turn a window into a see-through solar panel! Thanks to the University of Minnesota for sponsoring this video! http://twin-cities.umn.edu/ Thanks also to our supporters on https://www.patreon.com/MinuteEarth ___________________________________________ If you want to learn more about this topic, start your googling with these keywords: Solar window: a window that functions like an ordinary window but also generates power like a solar panel Nanoparticle (also called nanopowder or nanocluster or nanocrystal): a microscopic particle with at least one dimension less than 100 nm. These tiny objects often have characteristics that differ from larger versions of the same material. Quantum dots (QD): tiny nanoparticles of some kind of semiconducting material, only several nanometers in size, so small that their optical and electronic properties differ from those of larger particles. The QDs embedded in solar windows can absorb radiation largely in short wavelengths and re-emit in longer wavelengths; useful for capturing solar energy and successfully tranferring it to the solar cells on the edges of the pane. ___________________________________________ Credits (and Twitter handles): Script Writer: Peter/Emily Script Editor: Alex Reich (@alexhreich) Video Illustrator: Qingyang Chen (@QCVisual) Video Director: Kate Yoshida (@KateYoshida) Video Narrator: Kate Yoshida (@KateYoshida) With Contributions From: Henry Reich, Ever Salazar, Emily Elert, Peter Reich, David Goldenberg Music by: Nathaniel Schroeder: http://www.soundcloud.com/drschroeder Image Credits: Thumbnail: R. Lunt, MSU. _________________________________________ Like our videos? Subscribe to MinuteEarth on YouTube: http://goo.gl/EpIDGd Support us on Patreon: https://goo.gl/ZVgLQZ And visit our website: https://www.minuteearth.com/ Also, say hello on: Facebook: http://goo.gl/FpAvo6 Twitter: http://goo.gl/Y1aWVC And download our videos on itunes: https://goo.gl/sfwS6n ___________________________________________ References: Bradshaw, L. R., Knowles, K. E., McDowall, S. & Gamelin, D. R. Nanocrystals for luminescent solar concentrators. Nano Lett. 15, 1315–1323 (2015). Meinardi, F., Ehrenberg, S., Dhamo, L., Carulli, F., Mauri, M., Bruni, F., Simonutti, R., Kortshagen, U. and Brovelli, S., 2017. Highly efficient luminescent solar concentrators based on earth-abundant indirect-bandgap silicon quantum dots. Nature Photonics, 11(3), pp.177-185. Meinardi, F. et al. Highly efficient large-area colourless luminescent solar concentrators using heavy-metal-free colloidal quantum dots. Nat. Nanotech.10, 878–885 (2015). Yang, C, R. R. Lunt. Limits of Visibly Transparent Luminescent Solar Concentrators. Adv. Opt. Mat., 5, 8, 1600851, 2017. Zhao Y., G. Meek, B. Levine, and R. R. Lunt, “Near-Infrared Harvesting Transparent Luminescent Solar Concentrators”. Adv. Opt. Mat., 2, 606, 2014.

Les Rues de Montréal -37- En 90 secondes apprenez l’origine du nom de la Place ÉMILIE-GAMELIN

Les Rues de Montréal -28- En 90 secondes apprenez l’origine du nom de la Place ÉMILIE-GAMELIN 1

Invitée : Denise Robillard, historienne et biographe Émilie Tavernier est née à Montréal en 1800, à cette période incertaine qui a suivi la Conquête de 1760. Avec ses parents et ses amis, elle a proposé une réponse inédite aux situations de crise – deuils, pauvreté, épidémies de choléra et de typhus, immigration irlandaise - des initiatives qui ont suscité l'admiration des responsables. Ces œuvres ont été intégrées au projet social, en particulier aux institutions cléricales promues par Mgr

Je me souviens by Su J. Sokol There are nine police cars. I count them again just to be sure and because counting usually calms me. Arielle watches to see if I’m freaking out, asks if I want to leave. I tell her I’m OK but she's not reassured so I give her a sexy smile. If she would kiss me now, I’d have somewhere pleasant to channel my beating heart. She leans towards me and I see that she’s used her superpowers to read my mind again, but then another police car arrives, drawing her attention away. Now ten police cars face two hundred and thirty-six demonstrators. We are peaceful, banging pots and chanting slogans. Our numbers include children, old people, commuters on bikes, dogs wearing red bandanas. A cop is speaking through a bullhorn but no one can hear him because of the clanging and chanting. Will they arrest us now? My heart beats like the wings of a falcon, trying to escape the prison of my chest. Full transcript after the cut. Hello! Welcome to GlitterShip episode 23 for March 1, 2016. I'm your host, Keffy, and I'm super excited to be sharing this story with you. I'm extending the period for responses to the GlitterShip listener favorites poll until March 5th. You can find a link in the transcript for this episode at GlitterShip.com GlitterShip Poll Our story today is "Je me souviens" by Su J. Sokol. Su is an activist, a cyclist, and a writer of interstitial fiction. A former legal services lawyer from New York City, Sokol immigrated to Montréal in 2004 where she works as a social rights advocate. Her short stories have been published in The Future Fire and Spark: A Creative Anthology. Her debut novel, Cycling to Asylum, was long-listed for the 2015 Sunburst Award for Excellence in Canadian Literature of the Fantastic. "Je me souviens" was first published in 2012 by the Future Fire and was recently republished in TFFX, the The Future Fire's tenth anniversary anthology. Our guest reader today is Leigh Wallace. Leigh is a Canadian writer, artist and public servant. You can find her latest story in Tesseracts 19: Superhero Universe and her art at leighfive.deviantart.com I've also been asked for trigger warnings in the past. This story does contain references to police violence and anti-gay torture. Je me souviens by Su J. Sokol There are nine police cars. I count them again just to be sure and because counting usually calms me. Arielle watches to see if I’m freaking out, asks if I want to leave. I tell her I’m OK but she's not reassured so I give her a sexy smile. If she would kiss me now, I’d have somewhere pleasant to channel my beating heart. She leans towards me and I see that she’s used her superpowers to read my mind again, but then another police car arrives, drawing her attention away. Now ten police cars face two hundred and thirty-six demonstrators. We are peaceful, banging pots and chanting slogans. Our numbers include children, old people, commuters on bikes, dogs wearing red bandanas. A cop is speaking through a bullhorn but no one can hear him because of the clanging and chanting. Will they arrest us now? My heart beats like the wings of a falcon, trying to escape the prison of my chest. I tell myself that this is Québec. They will not put a black bag over my head. They will not throw me in the trunk of one of their cars. They will not burn me with cigarettes after beating me. No, this doesn’t happen here ... I am pretty sure. They have granted me permanent residence and have even hired me to teach their children math. So I will stay here and demonstrate for my students. The police open the trunks of their vans. I’m concentrating on my breathing, on not blanking out, when a little ball of energy in a red cape flies into my legs. “La policía, they are here to catch the bad guys, Papa?” he asks me, his speech the usual jumble of French, Spanish and English. Before I can speak, Arielle answers. “No, mon petit chéri, this is not why they’re here today.” Her face is an eloquent mix of amusement and sadness. “I will catch them, then! But first Papa must fly me home so I can eat my supper.” “C’est correct? Can we go home now?” Arielle asks me. I shrug, hiding my relief, and lift Raphaël high over my head. I run full out towards our home, fast enough so that his cape flies out behind him and fast enough that my own need to run is satisfied. Our four-year-old superhero has come to the rescue. The next morning, despite a sleep fragmented by nightmares, I’m energized, thinking about being a part of something important again. This was not my first demonstration in my new home, but the first of this kind—spontaneous, focused, a little confrontational. And joyous. Even more so than the mass manifestation when our numbers first surpassed 250,000. That day, I stood at the overpass by rue Berri, Raphaël on my shoulders, watching the street below swell with a current of demonstrators wide as the Rio Grande. I’m good at counting, my eyes instinctively grouping people into hundreds, thousands, tens and hundreds of thousands. Surely they must listen now, I thought. Surely they will see the beauty, the rightness of our cause! Our euphoria was short-lived as we watched the news and listened to the lies about our goals, our numbers. Last night, with our pots, with our “casseroles”, we banged out our anger and turned it into music. I am proud, too, that les casseroles, “los caserolazos”, are borrowed from the political traditions of my own people. Now, standing at the front of my high school math class, I feel strong, in control. Numbers—they do not lie to you; they do not let you down. I explain the first problem, my eyes scanning the classroom, counting students. Someone is missing. When I’m presenting the second problem, Xavier stumbles in, limping slightly and with his left eye blackened. I don’t ask him for his late pass nor for his homework. I even let him read whatever it is he’s awkwardly hidden behind his math textbook. A large oval bruise on his upper arm is already aging, turning from black to green. As I answer a student’s question, my mind goes through a familiar set of choices:  the police, youth protection, the directrice of the school ... When the authorities were called in last time, it did not end well: denials and threats of legal action by his politically connected family, followed by unexplained absences. I ask Xavier to remain after class is over. He approaches my desk, giving me a sullen look from under his long hair. There seems little point in asking him what happened, so instead, I ask him what he’s reading. He hesitates, then shrugs and places it in my hand. “C’est une bande-dessinée. A ‘Comic book’ in English.” “I am not anglophone,” I say. “Yeah, but you’re not from here, are you?” He says this like I might be from Mars or some other planet. “Why do the people in the bande-dessinée have the heads of animals?” I ask. “Are they superheroes, these animal-headed people?” “I’m not ten years old. I don’t believe in superheroes.” “I would like to help you, Xavi.” “I don’t need anyone’s help. And I can’t stay. There’s a student union meeting. To vote on the strike.” Enthusiasm has replaced his precocious cynicism. But then I watch him limp away, a sense of helplessness making my own limbs feel heavy. The end of the day finds me in the teachers’ lounge. Luc joins me, compositions from his students clutched in his big hands. I gaze up at my best friend and he quickly drops down beside me. “Qu’est-ce que tu as?” he asks, reading me as always. “Xavier came into class today all beaten up. I don’t know what I should do.” “If you suspect something ...” “It is beyond suspecting. I know what’s happening and it’s not just beatings.” “Are you sure of this?” he asks. I simply look at him. He knows about my past. Not just the torture but the rapes as well. Luc was able to get this information out of me even when the tribunal could not. “Don’t worry, Gabriel, I have friends at youth protection. We’ll find a way to help him.” I feel a little reassured. I move closer, so that I can lean against him. He lets me, even puts his arm around my shoulder. Some of the darkness leaks out of me. If Arielle were here, she would be happy, seeing how I can still take comfort from other men. She was my lawyer at the refugee hearing and accepts me as I am. She tried to prepare me for their questions, but I failed her. On such and such a date, they asked me, had I been tortured for my political crimes or for the crime of being queer? It seemed important to be precise about this, but I was confused. Maybe I was tortured for the former and raped for the latter. The fear of disappointing the officials, of making them angry, made my words flee. Perhaps that’s why, in the middle of the hearing, I blanked out. “I should go home,” I say to Luc. “To cook supper. Arielle is counting on me.” “How is Arielle?” “She is good. We had very hot sex last night. Do you want to hear about it?” I feel happy thinking about this while leaning against Luc’s shoulder. It was when Arielle and I made love for the first time, on the floor of her office, that I realized she had superpowers. I hadn’t been sure before, even though she’d rescued me from the hearing. Arielle might even have won my case, but instead, she found a way to spare me the pain of testifying. She offered to marry me, explaining it in logical, lawyerly terms. She’d just gone through another in a series of unreliable roommates and untrustworthy boyfriends. She wanted someone who shared her political values to also share, on a longterm basis, the household expenses and cooking. And one other thing. She wanted a child. Luc tells me maybe another time, after a few beers. “Will we go somewhere that has ‘Maudite’ beer?” I ask him. “I like the picture on the label, of the flying canoe, la chasse galerie.” “Speaking of which, I have that book for Raphaël. Of old Québecois tales, including a few chasse galerie stories.” He hands me a large volume, the edges soft with use. “It’s beautiful,” I say, running my fingers along the expensive binding. “My parents gave me this collection. Keep it as long as you need it.” “Merci beaucoup mon cher ami,” I say, kissing him on both cheeks and then once on the lips for good measure. He accepts my shows of affection with his usual aplomb. That night, I tell Raphaël my own version of a chasse galerie story. “Once upon a time, men were chopping down trees deep in the winter forest. They were sad because they missed their children and partners.” “Where were they, Papa?” “In another forest ... planting trees to replace those that had been cut down. So one day, the men boarded a magic canoe to visit their loved ones.” “Were they superheroes?” “Claro que si. They could mix their powers together into one big superpower. That’s how they made the canoe fly. But there was a super villain too, and he ... he sprinkled forgetting dust into their eyes so that they could not remember who they were, and their canoe started falling down to the earth.” “Oh no! What happened?” “Flying Boy came to the rescue. He brought the boat down safely and used a magical washcloth to wipe the forgetting dust out of the men’s eyes.” “Was Flying Boy wearing his red cape?” “Yes. And now it’s time for superheroes to go to sleep.” “Papa? Why did the super villain make the men forget things? Why is he bad?” “I don’t know. Maybe a bad thing happened to him, something he needed to forget. Good night Flying Boy.” “Good night, Papa.” I tuck him into bed, trying to ignore a growing darkness. I make myself think of the night Rapha was born. The moment I held him, I knew he’d been gifted with strong powers and that it was my job to protect him until he was old enough to use them safely. This responsibility is what has kept me from ending my own worthless life. Arielle is watching the nightly update about the strike. There’s a late-breaking development about a student who’s in critical condition after a cop's plastic bullet struck her in the eye. I pull Arielle onto my lap and hide my face in her curls while counting to myself. Maybe Arielle will use her powers tonight to make me forget things that strike and burn and tear into tender flesh. On Facebook, I learn that this week has been declared “une semaine de résistance” for secondary school students. Our school votes to go on strike, but staff must report to work as usual. I stay in the teachers’ lounge, not wanting to be alone, but I’m restless, so I go down the hall and stand at the entrance. At nine o’clock, the police arrive in full riot gear and declare the students’ picket illegal. They open their trunks and pull out shiny yellow vests and canisters of malevolent substances. I walk back into the teachers’ lounge.  “We should be out there,” I say to the others. A debate ensues but many teachers are missing, still in their classrooms. “I’ll get them,” Luc volunteers. He turns to me. “Stay here until I get back.” I wait for a while, then go to the front entrance again and see the beginnings of trouble between a group of students and the riot cops. Just then, Luc appears. “Venez dehors! Nos étudiants se font embêter!” he shouts to the others. I run outside and Luc catches up to me, his hand closing around my upper arm. I pull him with me as I throw myself between the students and the riot police. We’re shoved but keep to our feet and Luc is saying “Calmez-vous, calmez-vous,” making eye contact with each of the cops in front of us, patiently explaining that we are teachers, a French teacher and a Mathematics teacher, and that we must all remain calm to set a good example. After a few tense moments, more teachers come outside. We join hands, forming a barrier between the students and the police. The students chant slogans like “Education is a right” and “À qui nos écoles? À nous nos écoles”. Luc pulls L’Étranger from his back pocket and begins reciting from it. I spot Xavier, a courageous smile on his face. By the end of the morning, almost all of my colleagues have joined us and the police have retreated to their cars. I grip Luc’s hand tighter and think about kissing every single teacher standing with us. With these heroes beside me, I feel invincible. The next night I have a beer with Luc at a café on rue St. Denis. I finish five ‘Maudites’ and am feeling a nice buzz from that. I told Arielle I’d eat something with Luc. I can’t lie to her so I steal a handful of his fries. He offers me his burger but I shake my head, too keyed up to eat much. “Shouldn’t we be going?” I ask. “The manif is scheduled to begin at 21 hours.” “It’s not like the theatre, my friend. We don’t have to be there when the curtain rises. You sure this is alright with Arielle? There’s more risk being arrested at night.” “I have promised to be careful.” At Parc Émilie-Gamelin, I’m in my element. It’s hot for late September. A thick darkness envelops me. There’s an aura of unpredictability that I appreciate because deep down, I’m an optimist who believes that whatever happens next has got to be better than what we already have. My lips move to the chants. An anarchist marching band playing circus music draws me in deeper, to where the park is filled with magic. Luc introduces me to people he knows. After a while, I wander off as he gets into conversation with one of his ex-girlfriends. There’s a group of men wearing dark clothing on the fringes of the manif. They’re rowdy and loud and exude a dangerous energy. I’m drawn to them. I also want to run from them. I find myself a couple of metres closer to the group, though I don’t remember deciding to approach them. In fact, I remember deciding the opposite. My feet are taking more steps in their direction and I can’t make myself stop. The men are carrying something in their hands. Their eyes flash yellow in the darkness. I’m terrified and mesmerized as I come closer still. One raises his arm with a look of gleeful malice. Someone grabs my shirt from behind. “Câlisse de tabarnak,” Luc shouts. “Can’t I turn my back on you for a minute?” My collar is bunched up in his fist as he guides me, not gently, out of the park. “Who are those guys?” I ask. “They looked like skinheads with hair.” “Agents provocateurs or just assholes. What difference does it make? You know to stay away from them.” “They have evil powers. I couldn’t pull away.” “You’ve had too many beers. It’s time to go home.” I leave with him, but I know I’ll be back. I’ve found another activity where it feels right that I’m still alive. I count through the list in my head: Taking care of Raphaël, teaching my students, making love, going to manifs. I’ll just have to be careful to avoid the super villains. If our collective actions succeed, it may even give me back some of the life force stolen from me when I was a teenager. Arielle and I are watching the news. She’s become a news junkie in the same way that I’ve become a junkie for demonstrations. “Our government makes me ashamed to be Québécoise,” Arielle says. “The real Québec is in the streets, marching and chanting and demonstrating. Come out with me more. You would feel better,” I tell her. She touches my cheek. “You reassuring me. It should be the other way around.” Of course the police violence and new repressive laws frighten me. But conditions in Québec, politically and socially, are still better than in the country where I was born. It’s for this very reason that whenever things become worse here, I feel nauseous, like the world is spinning in the wrong direction. “Let’s go together to the nude manif tomorrow. It will be fun. I can put fleur-de-lys pasties on your nipples.” She smiles and I know I’ve convinced her. The next day, Arielle calls me at school to say that they’re concerned about Raphaël at the garderie. He’s telling everyone that he’s a superhero and trying to fly off tables and playground equipment. They’ve asked for a meeting. “I can go, Arielle.” “They’ve asked that I come, specifically.” “That is sexism.” “No, it’s more that...” “What?” “It’s because of what you told Raphaël, last time this happened. That he needed to wait until he was older to use his superpowers. And to only use them when they’re needed.” “Are you angry with me?” “No, not angry but ... We’ll talk more later. Are you still going to the manif?” “Yes.” “There’s usually less police violence at the nude ones. You’ll be careful?” “Of course. I love you.” Without Arielle and Raphaël, the apartment feels a little sinister. It’s better in Raphaël ’s room where I can sense him in his toys and artwork. I hold on to one of his superhero figures and draw strength from that. Next, I enter our bedroom. I wrap my arms around Arielle’s pillow and breathe in her familiar odour. Feeling stronger, I go to the shelf in the back of my closet and find the box that I haven’t opened since my uncle smuggled me out of my country. I take out the red cape, red feathered mask and calf-high red boots. The cape against my nose, I smell the streets of my childhood and adolescence. My mother sewed this costume, but she did not bring me up to believe in superheroes. My parents were university professors. Both were politically active, proud of my work for the student newspaper and tolerant of my sexuality. Their openness and support encouraged me to finally tell what my uncle did to me. No, my parents did not believe in superheroes. Nor did they believe in super villains. Just because you don’t believe in something doesn’t mean it can’t kill you. They never should have gone to the police. My uncle was too powerful. Their so-called car accident left me without protection, with thoughts of vengeance like cold ashes in my mouth. I hold the costume in my hands, remembering when I wore it so proudly. It was after “los casserolazos”, after the occupation, and after the kiss-in, but the taste of my classmates’ lips was still fresh in my memory. The superhero demonstration was the last one before I was taken. Like me, only parts of the costume survived, but maybe some traces of the powers that were stolen from me remain in the material. I shove it into a bag and head for my bike.           I’m marching down rue Ste-Catherine wearing my cape, my boots, my mask and nothing else. The breeze feels good on my bare skin. My boots protect my feet and my mask protects my identity. It’s almost like having the power of invisibility. Everyone is friendly, many people talk to me. Some take my picture. I know I’m good looking but I take no pride in this. I did nothing to earn my looks, yet, it’s something I’ve had to pay for, repeatedly. “Excuse me,” I say to the person who’s chatting with me.“I have to stop here.” On the side street under a circus canopy stands a man wearing a red kerchief who has the dark eyes and quirked smile of my country of birth. He’s holding a six-inch tall toy polar bear banging a miniature pot with a tiny, perfectly formed wooden spoon. The bear is wearing the flag of Québec as a cape. “How much, monsieur?” I ask. “Just take it, hermano.” “I couldn’t.” “Yes. It is for your child. Take it.” I hold the bear, sensing in its erect posture and soft gaze a power to protect. I look up to thank the man, wondering how he knows about Rapha, but he’s gone. At home, I give Rapha his gift. I let him turn it on so that he can hear the pot banging, a sweet, high pitched clang clang ... clangclangclang. I tell him to keep it safe because of its magic, then kiss him goodnight. That evening, on Facebook, I see the first photo of myself at the nude manif. In the next couple of days, more photos follow, including one where my back is to the camera as I look over my shoulder. I’m holding up the toy polar bear with its flag-of-Québec cape. My other fist is raised as well. This is the photo that goes viral. Wednesday, I arrive at school early and, uncharacteristically, so does Luc. He comes into my classroom with a copy of a popular glossy magazine in his hand. He slaps it onto my desk. “Please tell me this isn’t you.” I look at the cover photo—a close-up shot of me at the manif, fist in air, my more private parts artfully photo-shopped. It’s difficult to answer him, the power of his verbal request at odds with the truth. “He’s wearing a mask,” I finally answer. “You can’t tell, for sure, who he is.” “Je n'en reviens pas. You can’t be that stupid.” I hang my head thinking, ‘Yes I can.’ He hears my thoughts. “Écoute, you’re going to be called into the directrice’s office this afternoon. Don’t say anything. Let me handle it. D’accord?” At the meeting, Arielle is there too. They sit on either side of me, protecting me as they answer concerns about propriety, judgment, reputation, regulations. My head is pounding from the force of the words in the room. I try to count how many hours of sleep I’ve had this week. If I strung those hours together, would it be equivalent to one full night’s rest?  In the end, I’m told that I’ve gotten off lightly. I get to keep my job, without even a warning in my record. But I cannot come to work for ten days. The first day is without pay and those following are sick days for me to rest and “find my equilibrium”. I am not to give interviews. Still, the news is full of information about me—that I am a teacher with a four-year-old son, that I am a refugee which, strictly speaking, is not even true. But this is the excuse used for why my school is not identified, nor my name used. The real reason is that Arielle and Luc have created a shield of partial invisibility. Nevertheless, there are photos of me—far away, obscured, fully clothed. And quotes in support of the movement and against police violence, not attributed directly to me but said to be “summaries of my position” as communicated to “friends”. I learn that the fact that this message comes from a teacher who is also a political refugee and father has earned me, and the movement, “a great deal of new popular support.” Arielle tells me that this has earned me a lot of enemies too—principally, the government and the police—and insists that I lay low for a while. I try to do as Arielle says. For the first forty-eight hours, I actually do not leave my bed. Arielle suggests I start seeing my therapist more frequently. Luc comes by with offers of bike rides, soccer games, a film. The problem is that I am not teaching, not with my students. When Raphaël is at the garderie, I feel useless. Finally, I tell Arielle that I must go out. The next day, I participate in three separate demonstrations and a teach-in. Afterwards, I go to a public assemblée générale. The meeting is held in Parc Lafontaine where, just metres from us, a woman in black fishnet tights and stilettos is being taught to wield a whip by a huge bald man in leather. Every few minutes, I’m distracted by the sound of the whip cracking accompanied by a sharp burning pain on my back, but when I look around the assembly, no one else seems bothered. It occurs to me that I may be the only one who can perceive these two super villains. I leave and, biking very fast, attend four different “casserolazos” before heading to the night manif. When I return home, Arielle asks me what I’ve been up to. I tell her everything, which of course I must do. She insists that we both stay home the next day. It’s a good day. We make love, nap, drink red wine. I feed a little off her life force—I cannot help myself—but I don’t think it hurts her because she’s so strong. In the evening, I put Raphaël to bed while she listens to the news. She’s turned the volume low but I can tell there’s been a report of some super villainy. I know this by the staccato rhythm of the words, the erratic, fractured images. As I enter the living room, Arielle turns off the television. I walk towards it as though to a cooling corpse. “What happened?” She hesitates. “Some arrests, police violence. There were ... injuries.” I know that I’m to blame. I either caused it or ... or maybe if I had been there, I could have lured the evil towards me. “I’m going to the demonstration tomorrow,” I tell Arielle. “Gabriel—” I cut her off, steel myself against her power. “Please,” I say, putting my fingers on her lips. “Please,” I whisper again. She sighs. “Then I’m going too.” On the way to the demonstration the next morning, we drop Rapha off at his friend’s on avenue Mont Royal. He’s disappointed that he can’t come, but we tell him to watch for us, that the march will pass right by this street. After last night’s events, the mood at the manif is somber. The numbers of police and the way they are armed seem more a provocation than a way of keeping the peace. Nevertheless, the demonstrators remain positive. I march between Arielle and Luc in a bubble of safety. Something in the mood still doesn’t feel right, though. I’m glad that Rapha is safe at his friend’s home. It’s after crossing St. Laurent that I realize that super villains are threatening the demonstration. I can see them, just off to my right, but whenever I turn my head, they’re gone. Arielle asks me what’s wrong, so I mention my nervousness for the students. Luc thinks I mean our students and says that Xavier and other kids from our school might be marching with the youth contingent behind us. He offers to try to find them for me. Now there is only Arielle beside me. This is the moment when I must leave. I kiss her hard on the lips and make a run for it. I find them easily, instinctively, the evil calling out to me. I can taste the violence in the air as it draws me closer. Suddenly, I see Xavier and my panic mounts. Everything happens at once. An arm is raised. People are running. A canister bursts in the air. Riot police appear from nowhere, weapons already in hand. Arielle calls me from a distance, Luc’s head and shoulders appear above the crowd. The mass of humanity is rumbling and reforming. Xavier’s eyes meet my own. “Run!” I yell to him and his friends, and they do. The next instant, the first matraque cuts across my hip, taking my legs out from under me. My head hits the pavement. Everything goes dark. I remember. We were all standing under the night sky, a mass of students dancing in our superhero costumes. The evening was hot and full of motion, my arms tight around the shoulders of my two best friends. We sang and danced while we waited for the government to finally see that we were their children and that the things we fought for were good and right. I was almost too happy, too excited. Almost, I was a little bored. My two friends agreed to leave with me and we found our way to my old home. Someone had placed a new lock on the door I used to enter. I was seeking my parents’ ghosts, hoping they were watching over us, yet I did not heed this obvious warning from the dead. I smashed the window, my parents’ murder a shard in my heart. We were inside, kissing. I went from one set of lips to the other, my hand under the girl’s superhero skirt, the other rubbing the boy through his superhero tights. It was all very innocent—cuddles and caresses, seeking warmth in the ruins of my childhood home. I thought about returning to the demonstration, guilty about convincing my friends to follow me to this dark and sad place. This was the power I had—to make people love me, to make them see my love for them, to make them follow me, heedlessly. And still, It might have been alright, if I hadn’t taken off my costume. My eyes snap open. The cop’s face is snarling above me. “It’s you, the magazine star. Let them take your picture now,” he says, punctuating his words with a blow across the chest. I taste blood in the back of my throat. They arrived with their guns, pulling me from my friends. The beating began at once, the force of the blows seeming to flow from an exterior power. I fought back at first, scanning the street outside for help. When my uncle stepped forward from the darkness with a look of anticipation about to be satisfied, I stopped fighting. “Run!” I yelled to my friends. And they did. I don’t want to fight back this time. But my body doesn’t listen. It’s trying to stand. The next blow takes me and I’m down again, the pain exploding behind my eyes. I look up, hoping they’ll finish me off quickly. It’s then that I see Rapha leaning over his friend’s balcony, the little bear clanging away in alarm, my son’s mouth a big “O”. Pain. The stench of death and decay. In the prison, my only comfort was that my friends were not also taken. I balanced this against my agony. Snatches of sleep are brief, dreams of warm lips and smooth limbs. I began to imagine that I could see my friends flying over the prison in their costumes, planning to save me. I waited for rescue as minutes/hours/days became lifetimes endured. My uncle always came after the pain, speaking to me of loyalty to government and family and God, his hands on my body, gentle as a poisonous eel. I could no longer hear my own cries, could no longer fight. They’d stolen my life force and I was fading. I finally realized that my friends’ superhero powers must have been stolen as well. That this is why they never came for me. Raphaël has climbed over the balcony railing. With horror, I realize that he’s seen me. I sense Arielle’s presence coming nearer, Luc’s as well. My death is coming too, but not soon enough. I will still be alive to see my child jump from the balcony. “Rapha!” I cry as he becomes airborne, his cape flying out behind him. The police baton is raised again. I close my eyes and wait for it. I’m flying through the air, holding on to Raphaël. We’re moving very fast above the streets of Montréal. Am I dead yet? I don’t want Rapha to be in a place of the dead. “No,” I moan and realize that, after all these years, I can hear my cries of pain again. “Shh,” a familiar voice says. “Ça va aller. I’ve got you.” Luc’s face is above mine, his arms carrying me swiftly through the streets, the crowd opening before him. If I could, I’d ask him to care for Raphaël in my place. My hand rests against Luc’s chest, his shirt wet and sticky with my blood. I try to touch his lips with my fingers so he can read my mind, but my fingers reach only his chin, slipping  down again on its rough wetness. My hand drops to my own mouth. I taste salt, feel Luc’s chest heave with his sobs, with the strain of carrying me and running. I press my hand against his heart and he runs faster. In the ambulance, Arielle holds my hand. Her voice cradles me. “Lâche pas, Gabriel. Lâche pas.” Hope hurts more than giving up, though, and I don’t think I can take any more pain. Then she puts my hand on her cheek and I feel her tears. I absorb the salt through the tips of my fingers and hold on a little longer. Awareness slips in between longer periods of confusion. I see the friends from my student days beckoning me to dance with them. I see them pass the missing pieces of my costume to Arielle and Luc who hold fast with their powers of reason and strength, of goodness and loyalty. Above them all is my precious Rapha, flying and free. I remember now how he jumped from the balcony, landing squarely on the policeman’s back, how he passed his red felt square across the cop’s eyes, and how the man backed away from me in shock, as though only now seeing what he had done. I wake and wake again. Luc or Arielle are always beside me holding tightly to my hand. When I ask for Rapha, I am told not to worry, that he's fine. I sleep and heal. On a day when my head is clear, I open my eyes to Arielle sitting beside my hospital bed with Rapha on her lap. He clutches a newspaper, on the front page, a photo of his exploit, his red cape flying out behind him. The headlines reads:  Boy superhero leaps to the rescue. Negotiations resume, student leaders hopeful. “What happened?” I ask. “It’s a long story,” Arielle says. “What did you think you were doing?” “My students were in danger. I saw Xavier, told him to run.” “Well he ran and found Luc, which probably saved your life.” “Papa,” Raphaël whispers. “Maman made me promise not to fly anymore until I am grown up. I said d’accord but only if you come back to life.” “Well I have, so you must do as you have promised.” “I also promised not to tell any more newspaper people about how I can fly. And about the magic forgetting dust.” “Forgetting dust?” I ask. “Yes. Like you told me. I used the red square to wipe it from the policeman’s eyes. And I said the magic words.” “What words, Rapha?” “Je me souviens.” END Dedicated to student and teacher superheroes everywhere. "Je me souviens" was originally published in The Future Fire in 2012. This recording is a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives license which means you can share it with anyone you’d like, but please don’t change or sell it. Our theme is “Aurora Borealis” by Bird Creek, available through the Google Audio Library. Thanks for listening, and I'll be back on the IDES OF MARCH with "Lamia Victoriana" by Tansy Rayner Roberts.