This Thursday, February 11, MEPs proposed a resolution to recognize the term "parange" to describe the grieving parents of a child.
"When a child loses his parents, he is an orphan. When a husband loses his wife, he becomes a widower and, reciprocally, a widow. But when a parent loses his son or his daughter, there is nothing", explained Nadia Bergougnoux, author of the book “The empty stomach”, in favor of the recognition of perinatal mourning.
Indeed, families bereaved by the loss of a child are familiar with this term "parange", the contraction of "parent" and "angel". A word that is however neither recognized by the French Academy, nor by the dictionary. This Thursday, February 11, MEPs proposed adopting the term "parange" to recognize the grief experienced by parents after the loss of a child.
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An initiative led by Mathilde Panot, vice-president of the parliamentary group La France insoumise, who wants this word to be recognized, regardless of the age of the child at the time of death. "It is also a way to speed things up, to support the fight of these women and men, and to ensure that the word" parange "joins in 2021 the new words in the dictionary", underlines the member.
This year, however, it is expected that about twenty words will enter the dictionary, such as "hygge", "gréviculture" or, "chatbot". Unfortunately, the paranges remain the great forgotten of the dictionary.
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A request that is reminiscent of this song by Lynda Lemay who, already in 2011, made this observation: for bereaved parents, there is "no word".
"When you lose your parents
We call ourselves an orphan
When you lose your wife
So we call ourselves a widower
When we lose our youth
Of course, it's old that we become
When you lose your kid
There is no word
There is no name to describe the father
The one who borders his boy at the cemetery
Never a single poet, a single pastor
Never a single author
Had enough letters for so much pain
When we lose our mind
Of course we call each other crazy
And then we call ourselves poor
To lose too much money
When we lose our memory
Right away we are called amnesiac
But there are things that no words explain
No matter how much we dig through the oldest dictionaries
Possess the broadest vocabularies
To dissect Baudelaire, right down to the ground
Until his last line
There is no word, no way
To call the parent of a child who is no longer
There is no word for it that is known
When we lose our parents
We call ourselves an orphan
When you lose your husband
So we call ourselves a widow
When you lose your baby
It's obvious there is no word
Yet there are words
That move us
But there is none
There's really nothing to say
We don't even know too much anymore
If we have the right to live
But hey we live anyway
We simply live so as not to die
We laugh so as not to cry over the shoreless waves
Yes, we live because he
He won't be able to do it anymore
We live because we say to ourselves that no doubt
He would be proud of it
When we save a child
We are called heroes
But when we lose one
There is no word
No word"
No word
Lynda Lemay – 2011