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Revie Jayonan - 25yo - Mindanao Community Mobilizer Iligan & Cagayan de Oro - Philippines

[English version below] Une mer calme n’a jamais fait un bon marin. Notre centre : un voilier dans la tempête. Les événements se succèdent comme des vagues que nous prenons de plein fouet sans pouvoir reprendre notre souffle. Sarah est partie mais Fanette est de retour après dix jours confinée dans un hôtel. Fièvre, vertiges, maux de tête : elle pensait que c’était le coronavirus, je pensais que c’était le coronavirus, vous pensiez que c’est le coronavirus, ce n’était pas le coronavirus. Notre bateau est donc pris d’assaut par la houle. Chaque vague est une préoccupation, une secousse à envisager. Elles ne sont pas toutes aussi menaçantes mais elles arrivent de tous les côtés. Bateau ? Tempête ? Vent et marée ? Romain, as-tu perdu la tête ? Décortiquons un peu cette métaphore douteuse. Océan Pacifique (Août 2017) - © Romain Mailliu Ces vagues, ce sont les problèmes - disons challenges - des jeunes qui évoluent avec le coronavirus. A ce stade, ce sont généralement des challenges économiques : Le père de Taufiq a perdu son travail, il est le seul à pouvoir ramener de l’argent pour nourrir sa famille ; Les parents de Fikri sont rentrés “au village” pour fuir le virus, il est maintenant à la rue. Ces défis s’ajoutent à notre travail quotidien : Toy ne peut plus venir au centre car il doit aider sa grand mère à ramasser des bouteilles en plastiques pour les revendre ; Fami va donner naissance dans 4 jours et n’a pas assez d’argent pour accoucher à l'hôpital. Vous l’avez compris, ça fait beaucoup de “Challenges”. Dans cet ouragan, l’adversaire le plus dangereux se trouve parfois sous la mer. En effet, un courant puissant nous fait dériver et rend le cap difficile à garder. Il se réveille particulièrement le soir, quand la nuit tombe, et rien ne semble pouvoir l’arrêter. Ce courant, c’est l’information continue sur le coronavirus qui nous agresse jour et nuit. Réseaux sociaux, journaux, télévisions, mails, flyers, visiteurs : impossible de se déconnecter ou de chercher le vrai du faux. J’ai l’impression d’être spammé, assommé par des données qui me tombent dessus sans fin. Alors je garde quelques bribes d’informations, saisies ici ou là, et il m’arrive de les partager à qui veut bien les entendre. Sans le vouloir, j'imagine que je rajoute une couche à l’incompréhension générale. Océan Pacifique (Août 2017) - © Romain Mailliu Moussaillons, il n’y a pas de voilier sans vent, ni de tempête. Ami d’un jour, ennemi du lendemain, le vent est un personnage bipolaire. Son rôle est déterminant quand on entreprend des aventures en mer. Son souffle peut porter notre bateau vers des horizons plus prospères ou le briser puis l’envoyer nourrir les poissons. Blizzard, parfois caresse matinale, il est déroutant. Quand le mistral se lève, les voiles se gonflent et les marins chantent. Ce vent, c’est nos familles en France. Elles jouent une place décisive alors que le virus fait de plus en plus de victimes. C’est la raison qui décide un volontaire à quitter le navire pour rentrer chez lui. La famille comme l’alizé est une source d’énergie inépuisable. Il suffit parfois d’un coup de téléphone de sa part pour dompter les flots ou pour déchirer les voiles… “Vas-tu rentrer en France ? ; félicitations pour ton engagement ! ; es-tu en sécurité ? ; nous sommes fiers de toi ; tu nous manques…” Les mots de nos familles alimentent nos peurs et nos joies. Il faut savoir s’en détacher sans prendre de distance. Le vent est l’ombre de la tempête : quand il se dresse face au soleil, il perd son hostilité. A calm sea has never made a good sailor. March 27, 2020 Our center: a sailboat in the storm. Events follow one another like waves that we take in full force without being able to catch our breath. Sarah is gone but Fanette is back after ten days confined in a hotel. Fever, dizziness, headaches: she thought it was the coronavirus, I thought it was the coronavirus, you think it was the coronavirus, it was not the coronavirus. So our boat is taken over by the swell. Every wave is a concern, a jolt to consider. Not all of them are equally threatening, but they come from all sides. Boat? Storm? Wind and tide? Romain, have you lost your mind? Let's take a little bit of a break from that dubious metaphor. These waves are the problems - let's say challenges - of young people who are evolving with the coronavirus. At this stage, they are usually economic challenges: Taufiq's father has lost his job, he is the only one who can bring back money to feed his family; Fikri's parents have returned "to the village" to flee the virus, he is now on the street. These challenges are added to our daily work: Toy can no longer come to the centre because he has to help his grandmother to collect plastic bottles to sell them; Fami is going to give birth in 4 days and does not have enough money to give birth at the hospital. You get it, that's a lot of "Challenges". In this hurricane, sometimes the most dangerous opponent is under the sea. A strong current causes us to drift and makes it difficult to stay on course. It wakes up especially in the evening, when night falls, and nothing seems to be able to stop it. This current is the continuous information about the coronavirus that attacks us day and night. Social networks, newspapers, television, e-mails, flyers, visitors: it is impossible to disconnect or to look for the true from the false. I feel like I'm being spammed, stunned by data that keeps falling on me endlessly. So I keep a few snippets of information, entered here and there, and sometimes I share its with anyone who wants to hear its. Without meaning to, I imagine that I add a layer to the general incomprehension. Mush, there's no sailboat without wind, and no storm. Friend of one day, enemy of the next, the wind is a bipolar character. Its role is decisive when one undertakes adventures at sea. Its breath can carry our boat to more prosperous horizons or break it down and send it out to feed the fish. Blizzard is sometimes a morning caress, it's confusing. When the mistral wind rises, the sails blow up and the sailors sing. This wind is our families in France. They play a decisive role as the virus claims more and more victims. This is the reason why a volunteer decides to leave the ship to go home. The family, like the trade winds, is an inexhaustible source of energy. Sometimes it only takes a phone call from him to tame the waves or to tear the sails... "Are you going back to France? Congratulations on your commitment! Are you safe? We are proud of you; we miss you..." The words of our families fuel our fears and joys. We must know how to detach ourselves from them without distancing ourselves. The wind is the shadow of the storm: when it rises up against the sun, it loses its hostility.

Gaëlle Muraca, Life Project Center Malwani, Mumbai, Inde I am Gaelle, catalyst since 5 years and half for LP4Y, initially based in Raipur in Chhattisgarh state as Coordinator of the Green Village projects. I was about to end my mission and go for a solidarity bike tour when the coronavirus, the lockdown and co decided to change all my plans as everyone around the world. Expecting a “kind of crisis”, I asked LP4Y to extend my contract for 2 months thinking I would be much more useful here in India than confined in France. And, finally, less than 1 week later, I was called by John with the proposal to cross India the following day early morning in order to help the Youth of the Life Project Center of Malwani in Mumbai that was closed since 2 days already. My travel and arrival until Malwani was indeed very “unique” as it was the last day where the planes were allowed to fly, Mumbai was already in full lockdown, no transportation were allowed,.... I spent like 5 hours in the airport of Raipur watching the screen with blinking “cancelled”, “delayed”, green, red, yellow… The day before, I was talking about it with Albane, my co-catalysts of Raipur, and it let me time to realize again that, definitively, the best way to avoid anger, anxiety and stress is just to accept what Life offers to you, on a plate or with a slap… When you have no expectation and you fully “let it go”, everything happening is welcomed like a new experience, a way for more discovery, a challenge, something you have to learn. It is exactly what happened in my mind, in 3 weeks all my “plans” were canceled… But I was quite peaceful and a bit curious about the “next”, very convinced it was the best place I could be : nearby the Youth and the community needing help. Here we go. The first day already I met 2 of my future (I will name them later) pillars: Saddam and Ashish, 2 STARS, alumni of the very first promotion of Youth in 2017. I started with this meeting to feel the situation: Ashish had an accident in his job, he burned all his elbow with a steel plate freshly cut, everybody in his family lost their job since 2 weeks so no more money to pay the doctor, the medicines and, for sure, no food also. I started to asked my first question about the basic human needs to visualize more: “No coach, we have no more water in Ambujwodi” and “No coach, I don’t have ration card, my family is registered in Borivali where we lived before but after we were moved here…” and “No coach, nobody give food to the community right now… I don’t know the actions existing, it is too fresh, we don’t know, we are not informed, we helped a bit each others in the neighbourhood but nobody has really something to share so it is difficult”. The following day, I met the 20 youth currently “in training”. The plan was to give them their allowance they did not get, to understand deeper the current situation in the slums where they live and to explain them the coming “training online” starting next week. At the end of the day I realized even more how deeply difficult was the life during this lockdown for the communities… No one member of the families still have a job. They were forced to stop or lost their jobs. Some of them had “small savings” the lockdown being applied since already 2 weeks, the savings are already used since long time. Due to the lack of revenues, all the families are suffering from hunger, no drinkable water, no access to basic hygiene currently compulsory like soap and mask and… water. Yes… the employees in charge of the water supply left so the communities of the slums do not have water anymore or they have only 4 minutes a day… for 6 to 14 persons. I started to connect with all the former Youth to be able to listen to them, know about their own situation and help them if I could with some financial support… As soon as I started, I received huge amounts of messages from early morning to late night, from drop out youth and STARS asking for help. All those discussions with the STARS confirmed and deepened what I discovered in only 4 days: no more job, no more revenue, no food, no water, they all went back in few weeks in totally indecent ways of living. I also got to know some disgusting details: more than 90% of them even did not get any salary for their last weeks or months they worked before the lockdown… Trying to get some news of their employers who do not answer to them anymore. At this moment I was between the excitement of meeting this very new community, those youth, hearing their stories, meeting and getting warmly welcomed by the few neighbors and grocery owners I could met in my 2 “outtings” in the week, the happiness to be here for them, I felt at the very right place being able to bring them a bit of help in their distress. But, the pressure was growing, the coming week was becoming more and more blurred : indeed, all the ATMs around were out of cash and my cashbox was almost empty. I had to prioritize the youth currently in training… So, I had to stop helping the STARS until I find another solution or reach to get cash again. The same 2 STARS, Saddam and Ashish, gave me the idea to write a request letter to the local government to help us to get food ration for the STARS meanwhile I find a way to get funds again. On their side, they did a survey in their slum to do a list of the “urgent families” to help with young children who were in crucial situation. So they came in the center, we took all the 98 names of the youth of Malwani and they called during 3 hours them one by one to get their address and be able to make a detailed list. The letter was sent at 6PM, I even found his cellphone number and called him. No answer so I sent a text message to request to take in account my letter. The day after he called me, he received my letter, he will try to do something !! Wahouuu it gave me a lot of energy !! It works ! But, in only a few days, the whole situation changed again, the “poverty” became thick and very perceptible even if I was going out very few times in the week. People were knocking at my door to get help, asking for food, then asking for money, then asking for clothes… They were reading “NGO” on the door, so they were trying… 5, 10 families came everyday staring at me, looking at the kitchen in the back, sometimes not even talking, just putting their hands a bit higher to make me understand... From the 2 beggars I met the week before in the street, I met this time 10 to 15 persons sitting on the floor the head looking at the ground and the hand waiting for some help: families, old persons, disabled ones, children, mother with babies, asking for food, for money, daring at you with shame in their eyes… I was going for shopping to get my “crisis stock of food” as LP4Y guidelines recommended the day before but it broke my heart and I could not buy anything, I observed this unbelievable change that happened in only 4 days, I just walked in this street full of people who became beggars from one week to the other. I went back home with a heavy heart, I was feeling ashamed to have enough food to eat, me alone in my huge center, with water to take shower, clean water to drink, electricity… I could not help them or, if I would do, it was starting to step in something I would not be able to control later. I had to keep my mind fresh : I am alone, I am already not able to help all the youth so I need to focus, to stay safe and to find external help, mobilize around me as I have done since 5 years in LP4Y: “Together we can”. We are not an NGO specialized in crisis situations, but some other NGOs or organisms are, so let’s call them, explain them…The local government answered my call but no actions have come out of this since already 1 week so I had to try others and others until I find. How could I stay waiting for action? I had to provoke it. I read every minute messages from more and more STARS asking for help telling me how they felt in need, abandoned, angry and isolated, their children were getting sick because of the unsafe water they were using for hygiene and to drink: fever, diarrhea, skin diseases... Begging food, eating the old chapati given to the animals by the neighbors to feed their children. No ! Definitively NO! Instead of breaking me down it actually gave me a kind of incredible strength and huge energy : I must find a solution, I must do it, go go GO!!! So, I started to map, to call, to send email, whatsapp messages to all the organizations’ names I could find or hear about. They all wanted to help but no one could really do, or they were too far, or they did not have funds yet, or they were scared of the police… but, they gave me contacts, they spread my request to their own network and their own network spread away again… I found a first temporary solution with a foundation giving cooked food, but the STARS going to catch it were blocked by the police. So, I wrote a letter of derogation, but it did not work. So, the STARS got the idea to use the old uniforms of the Youth to show they were part of a real action. Then, I made some new ideas… with tape to make like “lamination” because we have no more lamination paper. Jugaad as we say in India. And it worked !!! I continued the mobilization early morning to late night… until this 10PM call the day of my birthday on 9th of April ! My birthday gift : a woman who got my contact by a contact of a contact of a contact… Her name is Purvi, she is from AIMS Foundation. She can deliver food ration for 70 families in 3 days!!!! Oooooh… Magic happening! 3 days after, the STARS have organized a small team with even some uncles and fathers of the community who wanted to help, they went to face the police checkpoints, convincing them to let them pass to get food for their own community. It took hours but they reached ! Then, they spent their full night without sleeping to weight and sort the hundreds and hundreds kilos of rice, lentils, sugar, oils and flour. They called me at 7am exhausted but happy and proud of this first achievement that will soon feed many families. Then, they started delivering the food to the former youth house by house, family by family. At 9PM, they finally sent me a voice note and hundreds of pictures : they did it, they were going to sleep now but they did it!!! Yehaaaaaaa! I had tears in the eyes, my heart was beating so loud, I was so proud of them like little soldiers of their community… I called them to tell them that they were incredible and then I let crazy happy messages to all the co-catalysts, former co-catalysts, friends and my relatives who were living this with me at distance and supporting me since 2 weeks, I spread my Joy, I shout of Happiness by phone and I felt a lot of gratitude in me: THANK YOU Universe, God or whoever, just Thank You ! I went to sleep and for the first time since I arrived I did not do any nightmares. WE DID IT !!!!

The youth of the LPC Payatas challenged each others through short tiktok dancing videos. They offer you to try it too! Juliana Bacquial, 18 yo, Autonomy Step - Mary Ann Lava, 22 yo, Responsibility Step - Angelica Tarrago, 21 yo, Management Step - Jemma Rich Forcadilla, 20 yo, Management Step - Glydel Ignacio, 20 yo, Autonomy Step PayataSport Program , Life Project Center Payatas, Manila, Philippines

Marjorie Dominquez, 18yo, Management Step - Rachelle Cayangan, 18yo, Management Step Joeny Credo,17yo, Management Step - Ryben Cambal, 18yo, Management Step Stephanie Deladia, 20yo, Responsibility Step - Mark Sameniada, 17yo, Autonomy Step Jashen Mae Cartagena, 22 yo, Responisibility Step Deco'Me Program, Green Village Calauan, Philippines. What is for you Mutual Aid ? Mutual aid is a voluntary reciprocal exchange of resources and services for mutual benefit. It is one of the characteristics of social group work. Ryben This mutual aid is a kind of concern that make people proud of it. Jashen Mae For me this mutual aid is arrangement made between nations to assist each other Marjorie It is helping others without waiting for something in exchange. Mark Can you describe how you can see mutual aid between people during this crisis around you? Mutual aid between people is very important but it is not easy for some people because they are lacking of supplies. So some of the people who has a lot of supplies can help them also and so as the government. Helping each other can boost people to trust each other. Ryben We see that the government are planning a way and working to distribute the relief goods and help for the people. Marjorie Mutual aid is concretely sharing alcohol or sanitizer to make sure that droplet transmission is dis infected. Joeny As an example, my auntie is sharing some canned foods to our neighbor. Rachelle Think of something you can do to help prevent the crisis around you Helping each other and sharing. Rachelle Be far from anything or any people you are talking to. And stay at home also. Joeny Wear a mask and wash our hands all the time. Stephanie Don't ignore the rules,it is for us to our body health and stay doing a social distancing and cover a mouth and nose if you are cough and sneezing. Marjorie

Cheri Mulos - 20yo - Responsibility Step - Hear Us Cafe Program Life Project Center Cagayan de Oro, Philippines

Swathi Sheela muthu, 17 years old, Management Step - Vinitha Ganessa, 17 years old, Management Step - Divya Lingam, 19 years old, Management Step - Bharathi Manikandan, 18 years old, Management Step - Nitharna Balasubramani,18 years old, Management Step Life Project Center Chennai, India The situation in Kannagi Nagar is very complicated for everybody. Even if there is no case of Covid-19 (that we know of) here, most people have lost their job and they don’t have money to buy food or water. The shops are closed after 1pm. People who have a ration card received 1000INR but a lot of families don’t have one. We have decided to help the community : every morning, we go to the rationshops to help the police with the security. We make sure people respect the distance and we arrange the line. In the afternoon, we work on a survey: We go to meet people in their buildings to know if they have ration cards and where the most vulnerable people are. For us, it is important to help because Kannagi Nagar is a very poor area. The people who are suffering the most (disable people, widows, senior citizens, mothers) are our neighbors and we know them! For us, it is impossible to not do something for them! Some of us want to become nurses or want to be doctor assistants because helping others is the most important ! Also, if we make sure that people respect the rules, the crisis will be over soon! Swathi, Nitharna, Vinitha, Bharathi, Divya

Madelyn Bolon, 22 yo, Management step, PayataSport program, Life Project Center Payatas, Manila, Philippines Madelyn knows her family is quite worried about this coronavirus crisis. She decided to interview her sister.

Laxmi SAHU (Growth makers company) found a job during her first week of job search (she became computer teacher in an NGO, Badhte Kadam), and is super grateful about her experience. (completely on the right) She is 21 years old and works as a Computer Trainer in BARTHE KADAM (NGO) in Pandri Before LP4Y I am Laxmi Sahu, I am 21-year-old, I was living in Dongargarh (C.G.) a simple student life. Lanivie from LP4Y visited once the place of my vocational training and gave us information about the LP4Y Green Village Saragaon in Raipur. Then I became very motivated to join this 3 months residential program. Because it is a great opportunity to change my life and achieve my target and dream job. I want to become a computer teacher because I really like it and there is a higher demand for this subject for this generation. Experience in LP4Y My personal experience is that LP4Y is a big step for Youth development and that it is a best platform for your knowledge development. I get job experience in this place, I worked there in different departments. I had wonderful experience in that place to increase my knowledge, self-confidence, friendship with other Youth in different villages, states and my communication with the foreign coaches in english. How to manage the company's critical situation and manage the employee. How to grow our company values. Learn in LP4Y I learn there many things : personality development, time management, Good communication, how to present ourselves, explain our ideas. Increase self-knowledge, computer work in drive. How to plan events, how to work together, in different micro companies, in different departments. How to manage our expenses and money. I thought I learned there the most important thing: we respect every person and animal. We learn about save the nature and save the earth. Personal development Self-motivation, self-independence, confidence, communication to different people. Manage all critical situations in our life. My company during the Green Village training My company name during the Green Village training is Growth makers. My post was in HR and finance manager and I had many responsibilities in each department and created our company values, motto, logo, rules of our company, daily report, weekly report, monthly report, presentation of our company. Different departments in our company: - Team manager, human resources, communication manager, purchase manager, production manager, finance manager. GV pedagogy I like GV pedagogy because I had different tasks and coaches and trainers encourage to achieve to my target job and suggested and helped me during job search, helped me prepare my resume. This is most important document in your job interview… See the testimony of Sagar SAHU, Batch 1, Green Village Raipur >>here

[English version below] Romain Maillu, Coach Source of Life Life Project Center Cilincing, Jakarta, Indonesia Le 12 avril 2020 Kusniawaty, jeune femme du programme en management step (Avril 2020) - © Romain Mailliu Pas de réveil programmé ce dimanche matin. C’est peu habituel car les premières heures du jour sont pour moi les plus belles. Pas question de les manquer. Quand la ville se met en route, pas à pas. Que les visages endormis s’offrent aux premiers rayons de soleil. Seuls les oiseaux chantent, et c’est assez. La température est agréable : 22 C° et un courant d’air marin vient caresser ma peau qui frissonne de plaisir. Mes yeux s’ouvrent naturellement à 8h30. C’est suffisamment tôt pour décréter que la journée reste exploitable. Je casse deux œufs dans une poêle. Jean-Marc, ou plutôt John – les Asiatiques n’arrivent pas à articuler et retenir son prénom administratif – frictionne nerveusement la pâte à pain faite aux premières lueurs du jour. « Ce matin, j’ai reçu une photo d’une jeune des Philippines. Une cuillère remplie d’une eau blanchâtre. C’est l’eau salée dans laquelle elle fait cuire le riz. Il ne lui reste plus que ça pour nourrir son bébé. Elle a vingt-deux ans et trois enfants. Son aîné a sept ans… Avec le confinement, elle n’arrive pas à quitter son bidonville pour rejoindre notre centre. L’équipe de Manille est sur le coup, nous allons trouver une solution. » La misère ne prend pas de week-ends. Des réveils comme celui-ci, John doit en connaître plusieurs fois par an. Depuis 10 ans, son ONG LP4Y a accompagné 2 662 jeunes vers le monde professionnel décent. Pourtant, aujourd’hui la situation est exceptionnelle. Les Jeunes et leur famille sont les plus affectés par les conséquences de cette crise sanitaire et économique mondiale. Et derrière ces chiffres il y a des visages, des noms, et des messages qui exhument le poids de nos responsabilités. L’équipe de Source Of Life, notre programme de vente d’eau potable (Janvier 2020) - © Romain Mailliu « Être adulte, c’est être seul », disait Jean Rostand. Au contraire, je pense qu’être adulte c’est prendre conscience de l’importance des autres. L’idée n’est pas toujours séduisante. Elle a même terrifié Jean-Paul Sartre avec sa célèbre phrase : « L’enfer, c’est les autres ». Il ajoute dans son essai l’Être et le Néant : « S’il y a un Autre, quel qu’il soit, où qu’il soit, quels que soient ses rapports avec moi… J’ai un dehors, j’ai une nature ; ma chute originelle c’est l’existence de l’autre ». Conclusion : Nous prenons conscience de la triste existence qui sera la nôtre quand nous découvrons que nous ne sommes pas seuls sur terre. C’est ça, l’âge adulte. Il va falloir apprendre à vivre ensemble : quel enfer ! Quand on observe les inégalités qui sont les mêmes partout dans le monde, on devine que nous n’avons pas tous adopté les mêmes règles de jeu. L’étudiant assidu que vous étiez en terminale – second rang : place idéale pour suivre la prestation de votre professeur de philosophie dépressif tout en évitant les postillons propulsés par l’effluve de son haleine caféine Marlboro – ajouterait que la liberté des uns s'arrête là où commence celle des autres #Rousseau. Décidément, pas facile de vivre ensemble. Pourtant, soyons honnêtes, les meilleurs moments que nous vivons sont ceux que nous partageons avec les autres. N’allez pas me dire que vous avez vécu l’extase un mercredi soir devant une série B avec votre Heineken dans la main droite et votre ordinateur portable Lenovo - PowerPoint ouvert sur la dernière slide de votre Comex du lendemain - dans la main gauche. On peut connaître certains moments d’émerveillement seul : lors d’une balade matinale un dimanche matin à travers le marché Boulevard Vincent Auriol, en découvrant un nouveau clip de PLN le vendredi soir… Mais la joie ? je fixe mon ordinateur, le regard vide, mon reflet apparaît à l’écran. La matinée est déjà bien avancée. Excepté l’écriture de mes états d’âme et l’écoute léonine du nouvel album des Strokes, je n’ai pas fait grand-chose. À ma gauche Fanette somnole sur la terrasse, à ma droite la panthère des neiges de Tesson bronze au soleil. La brise gonfle notre hamac qui prend l’allure d’un spi et je me surprends à rêver de croisières en voilier dans le Golfe du Morbihan. Fin de l’album des Strokes, Spotify déclenche la lecture aléatoire : Belle & Sebastien - Another Sunny Day. Vue de notre terrasse au lever du soleil - © Romain Mailliu Another Sunny Day. April 12nd 2020 No alarm scheduled this Sunday morning. It's unusual, the first hours of the day are for me the most beautiful ones. I wouldn't miss them. When the city wakes up, little by little. Let the sleeping faces give themselves up to the first rays of sunshine. Only the birds are singing, and that's enough. The temperature is pleasant: 22 C° and a sea breeze comes to caress my skin which shivers with pleasure. My eyes open naturally at 8:30 am. That's early enough to say that the day is still usable. I break two eggs in a frying pan. Jean-Marc, or rather John - the Asians can't manage to articulate and retain his administrative first name - nervously rubs the bread dough made at first light. "This morning, I received a photo of a young woman from the Philippines. A spoon full of whitish water. This is the salt water in which she cooks the rice. This is all she has left to feed her baby. She is twenty-two years old and has three children. Her eldest is seven years old... With the confinement, she can't manage to leave her slum to come to our centre. The Manila team is on it, we'll find a solution. » Misery doesn't take weekends. A waking like this, John must know it several times a year. Over the past 10 years, his NGO LP4Y has accompanied 2,662 young people to the decent professional world. Yet today the situation is exceptional. Youths and their families are the most affected by the consequences of this global health and economic crisis. And behind these figures there are faces, names, and messages that exude the weight of our responsibilities. "To be an adult is to be alone," Jean Rostand used to say. On the contrary, I think that being an adult means being aware of the importance of others. The idea is not always attractive. It even terrified Jean-Paul Sartre with his famous sentence: "Hell is other people". He adds in his essay Being and Nothingness: If there is an Other, whoever he is, wherever he is, whatever his relationship with me ... I have an outside, I have a nature; my original fall is the existence of the other". Conclusion: We become aware of the sad existence that will be ours when we discover that we are not alone on earth. This is what adulthood is all about. We will have to learn to live together: what a hell! When we look at the inequalities that are the same everywhere in the world, we can guess that we have not all adopted the same rules of the game. The assiduous student you were in your senior year - second row: the ideal place to follow the performance of your depressed philosophy teacher while while avoiding the spit propelled by the scent of his caffeine Marlboro breath - would add that the freedom of some ends where the freedom of others begins #Rousseau. Definitely, it's not easy to live together. Yet, let's be honest, the best times we have are the times we share with each other. Don't tell me that you experienced a deep joy on a Wednesday night in front of a Talk-show with your Heineken in your right hand and your Lenovo laptop - PowerPoint opened on the last slide of your Comex the next day - in your left hand. You can experience some moments of wonder on your own: during a morning stroll on a Sunday morning through the market on Boulevard Vincent Auriol, discovering a new PLN clip on Friday evening... But joy? I stare at my computer, with empty eyes, my reflection appears on the screen. The morning is already well advanced. Apart from writing about my moods and listening to the Strokes' new album, I haven't done much. On my left Fanette is dozing on the terrace, on my right the snow panther of Tesson is tanning in the sun. The breeze swells our hammock which looks like a spinnaker and I find myself dreaming of sailing cruises in the Golfe du Morbihan. At the end of the Strokes' album, Spotify triggers random playback: Belle & Sebastien - Another Sunny Day.

Ganita Pariyar, 20, Management Step, Green Village Kathmandu, Nepal There are so many things that I am very grateful for in my life. I am very grateful, To my parents for giving me birth in this beautiful world, rearing me ,caring for me unconditionally. Likewise, I am really grateful, To my parents for their support, their encouragement, strength and undying love. Similarly, I am more grateful, For the opportunities of my life that they had provided me to enhance my qualities and for the betterment of each and every moment of my life. Moreover I am so grateful, To my teachers who guided me in enlightening the wisdom, from darkness towards the brightening light. Again, I feel grateful, Towards all my mentors, advisers who stayed with me during my ups and down and re-energized me to go further with my smile. At last I would be the most grateful person, If I could look after my parents like the way they had always looked after me and would cherish each and every path with happiness.

The Youth and the catalysts from Taguig share with you what makes them happy! Iris Sutter, Coach Healthy Corner 2, 26 years old Patricia Rosales, Autonomy step, 21 years old Léa Boghossian, Project Leader Micro-Economic Initiatives, 25 years old Rarldine Basilan, Autonomy step, 17 years old Alice Besson, Project Leader Organisation & Management, 23 years old Merito Buelta, Autonomy step, 18 years old Claire Brault, Project Leader Partnerships, 25 years old Mary Grace Lagrimas, Management step, 19 years old Pauline Morelon, Country Coordinator Philippines, 29 years old Elmerito Managay, Management step, 19 years old Joy Ambolodto, Autonomy step, 17 years old Charlotte Lazeras, Coach Healthy Corner 1, 22 years old Marifer Ayunting, Autonomy step, 17 years old Lilas Arquilliere, Project Manager Youth Inclusion Network, 25 years old Marcel Frange, Management step, 21 years old Joana Geron, Management step, 19 years old Jhomel Macalalad, Autonomy step, 17 years old