My Project

I am developing this blog as my presentation for the Scottish Baccalaureate. As a feminist, I have always been interested in women's side of history, a side which is often overlooked and forgotten about. When first thinking about the French Resistance I knew names such as Charles De Gaulle, Jean Moulin or Raymond Aubrac; surely women had to have been a part of this movement too? I worked on the assumption that because men lead the battles, the physical confrontations, that women must have played the underground roles. I began my research online, discovering that the majority of women's stories from this time were available exclusively in French, though overall the most talked about stories of Resistance action remained those of the men. After exploring the scarce internet resources, I went to Lyon, the Resistance centre of World War Two France. I have explored the archives of Centre d'Histoire de la Résistance, and Montluc Prison in Lyon to find the stories featured. Upon returning to Scotland, I have begun translation work to allow these French stories to be shared with the rest of the world. These women played diverse roles in the Resistance movement: they hid escaped prisoners; they delivered messages; they recruited agents; they distributed propaganda; they were brave fighters and their stories deserve to be told.

7 January 2016

Elisabeth Terrenoire

"What I have known, personally, is the life of a resistance woman. There are lots of men who have kept their underground activities secret, from their whole family, and from their wife. That complete terrible silence could be imposed upon them by their participation in dangerous actions.
But, in general, here is what happened. For weeks, months, years sometimes, us, the women, we lived beside a tense man, distracted, often in a bad mood because he felt humiliated. One beautiful day, the face was cheered up. The man has found a way to get into a resistance organisation. He must leave his position or his studies. No matter, he wants to pledge. Then, he turned to his wife, to his mother if he was young, and he said to her: “Let me go, accept and share my sacrifice.” I cannot say that women accepted this lightly or with enthusiasm, but they finally said “yes” all the same. And this agreement was in itself an act of resistance, and wasn’t always easy. Because many people forget the danger when they are used to it.
Then began for the wife, for the mother, suffering, and anguish of every moment.
But- it can be said- woman more often shared the risks, she became an associate. When the man left his home, she answered the phone, gave him a hint of the caller’s name, the location and nature of the rendezvous. If he were told: “I am Monsieur Someone, a dentist, I expect your husband on such a day”, she wouldn’t protest that her husband did not have toothache. She interpreted and recorded."
— Elisabeth Terrenoire (played an important role in the Resistance in Lyon)