Partie 2: Son Oncle à fait d'elle une domenstique au lieu de la scolarisée.

If you like my uncle, it's been three years since I left the village to come and study at home, but you haven't even told me yet. What place is in the kitchen and not in a class? So, let's wash the dishes. On the 8th day, the reality didn't hurt with a cruel precision. The wife of the wife of the family who takes care of her husband, and the life she left was immediately filled with Emma. The seller said, "Tantamara will show him the products of nettoyage." The Saturday, she put the planning on it. And the Monday, Emma became the servant at the time of the house. The kitchen, a bathroom, a sieve, a garden of the most young children. The days started before the break and ended well after the crisis. Emma expected two months before asking the school questions. The answer to Tantamara was from a glacial descendant. He had to be patient. Each thing had his time. Emma, thanks to the value of state or patience, is a virtue, except for waiting. She didn't know yet that in the hands of people like Obinin and Amara, patience was just a strategy to break dreams. The months became one year, then two. Every morning, she held herself at the doorstep to look at the children of the old man in the car of the school. She stayed there, alone in the race, with her ballet for a companion. As her parents, in the state, received letters from her husband, confirming that she studied with success and became a complete woman. Despite the punishment, the spirit of Emma refused to come in. In four years, she filled twelve streets in secret. She noticed everything. The definition satan to the radio, the geographical effects, the mathematics exercises resolved to lighten the dust of dust in her little shirt. She understood that Obinin's uncle would never give him what he had promised. She had to fly as high as possible. She discovered the municipal library, situated at three hours of bus. The days when she could escape, she walked forty minutes under the heat of the city to refuse. That's where she met Madame Louise. This library of experience remarqued quickly this young girl who lived with an intensity almost despairing. Madame Louise understood that Emma did not seek to spend time, but to build a future. One afternoon, she spoke discreetly of a school in the evening, whose races were about ten to eight hours to twenty. The brothers were modest, but for Emma, they represented a fortune. She began then to economicize every piece of money, every race of the market, accumulating passionately from what to pay her subscription. It was a fight of eight months with the patience of the one who prepared his own savings. Emma finished by writing to the school in the evening. The dissimulate her secret to the Obinin and to Tante Amara. In this class of modest, she finally felt alive. Her teacher, Roman, noticed immediately that this new age was not there to learn the basics, but to accelerate. Emma asked questions that had happened to the program, fruit of these years of solitary training. It is in this framework that she made the knowledge of Sasha. Sasha was a 31-year-old man, who worked discreetly, who came voluntarily to help for mathematical races. He had nothing to do with Roman, but he had a good, authentic, stable body. He was hurt by the rapidness with which Emma resolved the most complex equations. When he asked how she had taken it, he spoke of his wealth and his abandoned manuals. Sasha did not take it too seriously. He just proposed to him to pray for another book. This was the beginning of a deep complicity, based on the part of knowledge and a mutual respect immense. During six months, Emma was studying with a voice without a doubt, happy to finally find someone who saw his true value. But the security of Emma was fragile. One evening, when she discussed with Sasha about the dream of the school, she was lost by Zoë, the daughter of the Obinin uncle. Zoë, aged 15 and raised in a secret house, reports immediately the scene of her mother.