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Najib Salmi, une conscience qui s’éteint, un héritage qui demeure 831

Najib Salmi s’en est allé, et avec lui se referme l’une des plus belles pages du journalisme sportif marocain. Mais, au-delà de l’hommage collectif, c’est aussi une page intime de ma propre vie de chroniqueur, de confrère et d’ami qui se tourne. Il laisse derrière lui un héritage professionnel immense et, surtout, une empreinte humaine indélébile. Il a été sans doute la plus grande plume du sport marocain pendant des décennies. Pendant plus de quarante ans, Najib Salmi a incarné une certaine idée du journalisme sportif, exigeante et responsable. Il a, en fait, initié une école de journalisme sportif, lui qui est tombé dedans un peu par hasard et s’y était plu. Figure centrale du quotidien L’Opinion, dont il a dirigé la page sportive, il a marqué des générations de lecteurs, notamment à travers sa chronique devenue culte, « Les points sur les i », espace rare où la liberté de ton se conjuguait avec la rigueur intellectuelle et le sens de l’intérêt général. Il était à lui seul une institution. Il appartenait à cette génération pour laquelle le journalisme sportif n’était ni divertissement creux ni caisse de résonance des passions aveugles, mais un acte de service public. À une époque où le sport marocain entrait dans l’ère de la professionnalisation, de l’argent et de la médiatisation excessive, sa plume savait dénoncer les dérives, pointer les responsabilités et saluer, avec la même honnêteté, les avancées et les réussites lorsqu’elles étaient réelles. Najib Salmi ne fut pas seulement un grand chroniqueur, il fut aussi un bâtisseur. À la tête de l’Association marocaine de la presse sportive, de 1993 à 2009, il s’est battu pour la reconnaissance du métier, la défense de son éthique et la dignité de ceux qui l’exercent. Il a contribué à inscrire le journalisme sportif marocain dans les instances régionales et internationales, avec une crédibilité forgée sur le sérieux et la constance. N'est ce pas dans un congrès qu'il organisa à Marrakech que notre ami Gianni Merlo fut élu président de l'AIPS. N'est ce pas lui seul qui titra sur Said Aouita jeune prodige alors. Il venait d'établir un nouveau record national des 1500m...Il dira de lui sans se tromper qu'il ira très loin. Il aura été le soutien de générations de grands athlètes. Il était présent à tous les championnats du monde et au jeux olympiques. Il me soutenait ainsi avec force et détermination. Homme de principes, discret mais inflexible sur l’essentiel, il considérait que le respect du lecteur et la véracité de l’information n’étaient pas négociables. Cette rectitude morale, rare dans un environnement souvent soumis aux pressions et aux intérêts, lui a valu d’être reconnu par ses pairs comme une véritable école du journalisme sportif. Abdellatif Semlali, ministre légendaire de la Jeunesse et des Sports, son ami, se plaisait à l’appeler « Monsieur à côté ». Il l’était effectivement. Jamais il n’a été dans le moule de qui que ce soit, même quand, un laps de temps, il avait rejoint Le Matin du Sahara, alors dirigé de main de maître par Moulay Ahmed Alaoui. Pour moi, Najib Salmi n’était pas seulement une référence professionnelle, il était un ami, un frère et un mentor. C’est grâce à sa confiance que j’ai pu, pendant des années, écrire dans les pages sportives de L’Opinion, apprendre le métier au quotidien, ligne après ligne, sous son regard attentif et bienveillant, subissant ses sautes d’humeur et, surtout, la correction du style et de la syntaxe. Il m’a transmis bien plus que des techniques d’écriture : une conception de ce que doit être la chronique fondée sur la probité, le travail de fond et le refus de la facilité. Aujourd’hui encore, si je continue à écrire, c’est aussi parce que demeure cette voix intérieure qu’il a su faire naître, celle qui rappelle qu’on ne trahit ni le sport, ni le lecteur, ni la vérité. Najib Salmi s’est éteint à l’âge de 78 ans, après une longue lutte contre la maladie, laissant un vide immense dans les rédactions de L’Opinion et de Challenge, auxquels il a contribué avec force et assiduité. Il laisse un vide immense dans le cœur de tous ceux qui ont croisé sa route. Il reposera au cimetière des Chouhada à Rabat, là où lui-même avait accompagné tant d’autres amis et connaissances, de proches et de confrères, et beaucoup de ceux qui ont grandi à l’ombre bienveillante de sa plume. Que Dieu l’accueille en Sa miséricorde. À l’ami, au frère, au maître qui m’a montré le chemin, je ne peux dire qu’une chose : merci, Najib, pour les moments délicieux partagés, pour les mots, pour les leçons et pour l’exemple. Les lecteurs regretteront Najib Salmi, la famille, les intimes et moi enterrons Saïd Hejaj. Said Hejaj s'en va paisiblement se reposer. Najib Salmi se racontera lui dans l'histoire.
Aziz Daouda Aziz Daouda

Aziz Daouda

Directeur Technique et du Développement de la Confédération Africaine d'Athlétisme. Passionné du Maroc, passionné d'Afrique. Concerné par ce qui se passe, formulant mon point de vue quand j'en ai un. Humaniste, j'essaye de l'être, humain je veux l'être. Mon histoire est intimement liée à l'athlétisme marocain et mondial. J'ai eu le privilège de participer à la gloire de mon pays .


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THE ADVENTURES OF TOM SAWYER - PREFACE 5032

Most of the adventures recorded in this book really occurred; one or two were experiences of my own, the rest those of boys who were schoolmates of mine. Huck Finn is drawn from life; Tom Sawyer also, but not from an individual—he is a combination of the characteristics of three boys whom I knew, and therefore belongs to the composite order of architecture. The odd superstitions touched upon were all prevalent among children and slaves in the West at the period of this story—that is to say, thirty or forty years ago. Although my book is intended mainly for the entertainment of boys and girls, I hope it will not be shunned by men and women on that account, for part of my plan has been to try to pleasantly remind adults of what they once were themselves, and of how they felt and thought and talked, and what queer enterprises they sometimes engaged in. THE AUTHOR. HARTFORD, 1876.

THE MEDITATIONS - Book I.[1/3] 5178

1. I learned from my grandfather, Verus, to use good manners, and to put restraint on anger. 2. In the famous memory of my father I had a pattern of modesty and manliness. 3. Of my mother I learned to be pious and generous; to keep myself not only from evil deeds, but even from evil thoughts; and to live with a simplicity which is far from customary among the rich. 4. I owe it to my great-grandfather that I did not attend public lectures and discussions, but had good and able teachers at home; and I owe him also the knowledge that for things of this nature a man should count no expense too great. 5. My tutor taught me not to favour either green or blue at the chariot races, nor, in the contests of gladiators, to be a supporter either of light or heavy armed. He taught me also to endure labour; not to need many things; to serve myself without troubling others; not to intermeddle in the affairs of others, and not easily to listen to slanders against them. 6. Of Diognetus I had the lesson not to busy myself about vain things; not to credit the great professions of such as pretend to work wonders, or of sorcerers about their charms, and their expelling of Demons and the like; not to keep quails (for fighting or divination), nor to run after such things; to suffer freedom of speech in others, and to apply myself heartily to philosophy. Him also I must thank for my hearing first Bacchius, then Tandasis and Marcianus; that I wrote dialogues in my youth, and took a liking to the philosopher’s pallet and skins, and to the other things which, by the Grecian discipline, belong to that profession. 7. To Rusticus I owe my first apprehensions that my nature needed reform and cure; and that I did not fall into the ambition of the common Sophists, either by composing speculative writings or by declaiming harangues of exhortation in public; further, that I never strove to be admired by ostentation of great patience in an ascetic life, or by display of activity and application; that I gave over the study of rhetoric, poetry, and the graces of language; and that I did not pace my house in my senatorial robes, or practise any similar affectation. I observed also the simplicity of style in his letters, particularly in that which he wrote to my mother from Sinuessa. I learned from him to be easily appeased, and to be readily reconciled with those who had displeased me or given cause of offence, so soon as they inclined to make their peace; to read with care; not to rest satisfied with a slight and superficial knowledge; nor quickly to assent to great talkers. I have him to thank that I met with the discourses of Epictetus, which he furnished me from his own library. 8. From Apollonius I learned true liberty, and tenacity of purpose; to regard nothing else, even in the smallest degree, but reason always; and always to remain unaltered in the agonies of pain, in the losses of children, or in long diseases. He afforded me a living example of how the same man can, upon occasion, be most yielding and most inflexible. He was patient in exposition; and, as might well be seen, esteemed his fine skill and ability in teaching others the principles of philosophy as the least of his endowments. It was from him that I learned how to receive from friends what are thought favours without seeming humbled by the giver or insensible to the gift. 9. Sextus was my pattern of a benign temper, and his family the model of a household governed by true paternal affection, and a steadfast purpose of living according to nature. Here I could learn to be grave without affectation, to observe sagaciously the several dispositions and inclinations of my friends, to tolerate the ignorant and those who follow current opinions without examination. His conversation showed how a man may accommodate himself to all men and to all companies; for though companionship with him was sweeter and more pleasing than any sort of flattery, yet he was at the same time highly respected and reverenced. No man was ever more happy than he in comprehending, finding out, and arranging in exact order the great maxims necessary for the conduct of life. His example taught me to suppress even the least appearance of anger or any other passion; but still, with all this perfect tranquillity, to possess the tenderest and most affectionate heart; to be apt to approve others yet without noise; to have much learning and little ostentation. 10. I learned from Alexander the Grammarian to avoid censuring others, to refrain from flouting them for a barbarism, solecism, or any false pronunciation. Rather was I dexterously to pronounce the words rightly in my answer, confining approval or objection to the matter itself, and avoiding discussion of the expression, or to use some other form of courteous suggestion. 11. Fronto made me sensible how much of envy, deceit and hypocrisy surrounds princes; and that generally those whom we account nobly born have somehow less natural affection. 12. I learned from Alexander the Platonist not often nor without great necessity to say, or write to any man in a letter, that I am not at leisure; nor thus, under pretext of urgent affairs, to make a practice of excusing myself from the duties which, according to our various ties, we owe to those with whom we live. 13. Of Catulus I learned not to condemn any friend’s expostulation even though it were unjust, but to try to recall him to his former disposition; to stint no praise in speaking of my masters, as is recounted of Domitius and Athenodorus; and to love my children with true affection. 14. Of Severus, my brother, I learned to love my kinsmen, to love truth, to love justice. Through him I came to know Thrasea, Helvidius, Cato, Dion, and Brutus. He gave me my first conception of a Commonwealth founded upon equitable laws and administered with equality of right; and of a Monarchy whose chief concern is the freedom of its subjects. Of him I learned likewise a constant and harmonious devotion to Philosophy; to be ready to do good, to be generous with all my heart. He taught me to be of good hope and trustful of the affection of my friends. I observed in him candour in declaring what he condemned in the conduct of others; and so frank and open was his behaviour, that his friends might easily see without the trouble of conjecture what he liked or disliked.