A la fin des années soixante-dix, la France accueillit quelque dix mille Hmong, représentants d'une minorité du Laos. Comment cette population montagnarde a-t-elle vécu ce choc de cultures inscrit dans les prolongements de la guerre d'Indochine ? Une contribution à la manière dont les individus et les groupes répondent symboliquement et pratiquement à un contact de culture. « Copyright Electre »

Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Sample Book Insights: #1 I dreamed of first love, a dark-haired girl with pale skin. I loved Mary Foley in her pink cardigan, smiling. For her, I would ride my invisible horse to the doors of Wild West saloons, shoot at Nazi stormtroopers, and score the winning goal for Ireland in the final moment of extra time. #2 The house where Mrs. Prunty lived was the ruin of a small cottage where Mrs. Doran lived alone. Mrs. Prunty's husband had been a soldier, and one day he left in his green uniform on his motorbike and never came back again. #3 I loved the picture house. It was a world of imagination opened up for me by my grandmother. I would go there every week and see films about American soldiers, Indians, and circus performers. #4 I remember my father teaching me to ride a bicycle in the laneways among the high hedges. I wobbled and tumbled into the ditch, but eventually I reached the bottom without falling. I was riding down the hill with my feet on the handlebars.