Senegal

There are pages of history that one would never want to turn, as they tell pain, injustice and ingratitude. The massacre of Thiaroye, which occurred in Senegal on 1 December 1944, is one of them. In the aftermath of the Second World War, as France barely recovered from the ruins of the occupation, soldiers ...

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The Senegalese capital under pressure: a youth trapped between survival and disillusionment Dakar, once a showcase of Senegalese dynamism, has now become a laboratory of social tensions. As the city expands, it accumulates its contradictions: wealth and insecurity coexist, hope and despair clash. In the peripheral districts (Keur Massar, Yeumbeul, Malika, Guédiawaye, Rufisque) ...

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A Premonitory Thought on the Sovereignty, Science and Unity of the Continent Portrait of an out-of-standard scholar Sheikh Anta Diop (1923-1986) was one of the greatest African intellectuals of the twentieth century. Historian, anthropologist, linguist, physicist and Senegalese politician, he embodied the thought of African dignity and the conquest of intellectual sovereignty. Trained at the Sorbonne, ...

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The hidden face of « Xeesal« In the streets of Dakar, Abidjan or Lagos, the stalls are full of creams promising skin « light », « Shining », « unified ». Under these flattering words lies a darker reality: that of « Xeesal« , this voluntary depigmentation of the skin became, as the ...

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A simple way to exclusion Every summer, thousands of Senegalese families established in France are preparing, with emotion, for this symbolic journey: to return to the country to find their own, to re-establish the family bond, and to transmit to children born in Europe a living fragment of their identity. But for a few years now, this dream has become a journey of ...

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Waves of despair On the beaches of Mbour, Joal or Saint-Louis, canoes continue to disappear on the horizon. At the dawn of the day, under the silent gaze of the mothers, young men boarded frail wooden boats, their faces stretched westward, where the Atlantic began and were lost ...

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When knowledge crumbles, it is the nation that trembles In Senegal, the school no longer fully fulfils its promise. That of being the social elevator, the place of emancipation, the beating heart of the Republic. In the villages, children still learn under makeshift shelters, sitting on the sand, sharing a three-way manual. In...

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In Senegal's major cities, and particularly in Dakar, a new sentimental economy has been established over the last two decades: the « mbaraane« . This term Wolof refers to relationships where seduction is accompanied by a material exchange: money, gifts, travel or accommodation, in a subtle balance between affection and interest. Far from being marginal, ...

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Sometimes I wonder what a man's life is for, when everything that we've built ends up turning against ourselves. I'm Moussa. I'm eighty-six years old. I lived a long life, full of effort, respect, hard work and honor. I served my country. I served my family. I directed, advised, supported, built. ...

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Leading a business is a risky adventure all over the world, made of uncertainty, effort and sacrifice. But in Senegal, this adventure takes on a daily look at a deeply rooted social and professional reality: the lack of professional awareness and the systematic predation of staff towards their employer. If the speech...

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