Author Queenie Flavie Charles
It was for my very first big concert, at the Stade de France. I was 13 years old and I went to Paris with my Mom for the occasion.
The concert went perfectly, I still have a lot of memories. When it ended, it was necessary to return by public transport among the crowd. Problem: at the subway entrance, I can not find my ticket, and my mother is already on the other side. People pass around me, but before I start to panic, I hear a gentleman making a count behind me; “are you ready ? attention, 1, 2 and .. “pushing me forward, he passes his ticket so that we can pass both. It was innocuous but at the time it had avoided a sincere panic!