Think Forward.

L'INSTITUEUR 1019

Fouad bakal, 2 y.
Aujourd’hui j ai fait la connaissance de Abdelatif 12 ans, un esprit rieur dans un corps chétif Dans sa campagne, il va à l école primaire depuis 5 ans Il parcourt les kilomètres qui l en séparent en marchant Dans notre contexte, jusqu’ ici rien d exceptionnel Mais la suite est invraisemblable, une catastrophe réelle Abdelatif ne sait ni lire ni écrire, pas même son nom Ni compter jusqu à dix, sans parler de faire la plus simple des additions La logique voudrait qu’il soit un éternel redoublant Seulement il a réussit quelques classes, phénomène déconcertant Comment est ce possible, on se le demande Erreurs administratives à répétition ou tout simplement système éducatif immonde Que fais tu a l école, comment se passent tes journées Ils me mettent au dernier rang, sans jamais me parler Certains essayent malgré tout de le faire participer, sa sœur nous a raconté Mais son retard est abyssal et dissout rapidement leur volonté Notre stupeur à ce moment est sans égal Mais ce qui reste à venir sera le coup fatal Un des maitres de l’école, quand il est la, agit en suprême dictateur De ses chaussettes à sa voiture, les élèves sont les attitrés laveurs Indignation, colère, tristesse et horreur Inondent nos cœurs devant le crime de cet institueur Comment venir en aide à Abdelatif et ses semblables Dont les droits les plus fondamentaux sont piétinés de manière épouvantable Comment contrer un système complètement pourri et chaotique Dont les seuls soucis sont les chiffres officiels et les statistiques Je tiens à préciser que nous n’étions pas dans un patelin perdu Ni dans une région reculée à l accès ardu Mais à une dizaine de kilomètres de la ville ocre Ou sévit la bête sans la belle, ou les enfants sont dévorés par un ogre....
Fouad bakal

Fouad bakal

Mon Maroc me passionne et mes concitoyens me fascinent. j observe, je commente et j analyse. Activité préférée: soulever des questions , en poser certaines et en laisser d autres en suspens … bienvenus dans ma tete.


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Closing a Year, Opening Paths ... 295

Fatima Zahra Sahli, 2 d.
Some endings mean more than just the conclusion of an academic calendar. The final session with my Royal Army students young women I’ve guided through two intense years will remain etched in my memory as a suspended moment, full of emotion, meaningful silences, and eyes that said everything. They are now being deployed across the Kingdom. Some will find themselves in remote units, far from one another, but I know that an invisible, unbreakable bond will continue to connect us. These two years weren’t easy. The demands of military training, the discipline of the institution, the academic expectations... But through it all, I made a point of keeping something alive; their humanity. Alongside knowledge, structure, and rigor, I wanted them to preserve and protect their capacity for empathy, presence, and sensitivity. On the last day, they briefly broke with military protocol. In the middle of their march, they stopped. A rare gesture. Almost forbidden. But deeply sincere. They wanted to say goodbye. To show me, in their own way, that something had mattered in our shared journey. I know they wanted to hug me. And even though they didn’t, I am certain they will now know how to offer those “hugs” differently through kind words, quiet support, and a respectful gaze to anyone in need. As I left the center, I realized something essential; to teach is often to plant a seed in soil we may never see again. But we do it with the faith that it will grow. See you next year with new students, new souls to guide.

“Sport for All”: A Shared Space for Humanity 296

Fatima Zahra Sahli, 2 d.
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During the training I recently led for sports coordinators and facilitators, my goal wasn’t simply to transfer knowledge. I aimed for something deeper: to inspire. To encourage these men and women to wear different hats not just as instructors, but as educators, mediators, trusted figures… and most of all, as conveyors of meaning. The concept of “sport for all” goes far beyond facilities and access. It is, first and foremost, a human project. At its core lie two essential foundations: - self-acceptance, - acceptance of others. From this dual acceptance arises the possibility of truly inclusive spaces, where everyone feels legitimate to participate, to grow, and to belong. Throughout the training, I saw something rare in the eyes of the participants; a genuine interest, a hunger for understanding. They weren’t just passively absorbing models, tools, or theories. They wanted to go deeper. They wanted each concept to connect with the complex human realities they encounter every day in their communities and sport programs. This experience reminded me once again that sport reflects the human condition. It can exclude or unite. It can reinforce inequality or break it down. It can become a space of judgment or a space for healing and resilience. The individuals we train today will shape what "sport for all" becomes tomorrow. To capture the spirit of this training, I’m sharing below a short recap video that reflects both the energy and the shared humanity we experienced.
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