In a lucid and touching message, the eldest of this siblings of five children expresses his thanks for the compassion manifested to his family experienced by mourning. She also puts in perspective the circumstances surrounding the accidental death of the teenager who had ventured into the “mysterious” and “dangerous” site of the Belgo, but whose accessibility constitutes “a flaw in public security”, according to her.
In his message, Kelly Nobert denounces the shortcomings to the security of the site and the lack of leisure infrastructure for young people, in Shawinigan, challenging the authorities for “real changes”.
His testimony broadcast on the Facebook network ends with an invitation to share it “hoping that it makes things happen”. That’s why The Nouvelliste chose to publish the content here, entirely.
“A drama fell on our family”
“It is rare that I express my thoughts or what I live on social networks, and I will only do it once on this subject. A drama fell on our family last Friday evening, and I wanted to speak to thank all those who send us words imbued with compassion.
It is a distressing situation, which could have been avoided in a thousand and one ways – it is a fact. But life being what it is, and the teenagers being what they are … my sister was a lot, but she was not stupid. On the contrary, it was brilliant, with an impressive sense of distribution. Sweet, attentive, reserved … But also, a bit like me: reckless, go -up, daring, explorating. If she had known what was going to happen, I know with certainty that she would never have climbed at the top of this cursed silo.
I also thank those who do not judge, who understand that a 15 -year -old teenager is not attached. At that age, one does not always ask for permission before making a nonsense (little reminder for those who seem to forget it). Myself, I did things at this age that could have cost me my life.
If we had known what she was about to do, she would still be with us today, that is certain – her father would never have allowed her. (But that too, apparently, is not easy for everyone.) I watched a lot of videos in recent days, people of all ages who go there. She was neither the first nor the only one. But she … She fell. (I admit to being myself already went to this site.)
And it must be said loud and clear: there should never have been a free access scale to this location. It is pure unconsciousness. Belgo is a fascinating, mysterious site, yes – but when such a dangerous place is so easily accessible, it is no longer a curiosity … It is a flaw in public security.
The mayor, the population is more than a message of condolences. She awaits concrete and immediate actions.
It is a lack of judgment, as much from the city as of all those who refer the ball in this appalling drama. It was practically an invitation to climb to admire the view.
Yes, my sister has his share of responsibility. And the price paid is huge. But how can we not understand it? There is nothing left in this dear Shawinigan for young people … Nothing any more to occupy them, entertain them, bring them together in a security place. Belgo is an open site, no matter what the mayor says. I go up to four times a day, and yes … it’s always full. So how can we blame a curious teenager, in full discovery of life, for having gone there too?
I hope with all my heart that this tragedy will lead to real changes, on several levels.
I absolutely want to thank the staff of the Center-de-la-Mauricie hospital center, who showed a limitless humanity. I know that this day was not easy for you, but you have managed everything exemplary.
Nothing could have been better. Your listening, your wise words, your empathy … Everything has been incredible respect and sweetness. You are extraordinary health professionals. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I barely realize that I will not leave for New York with my sister this summer, as I had promised him. That I will not teach him to drive, as I had told him the week before. I will not be able to console her during her first penalty of love, nor see her in her ball gown. My phone will never sound in the middle of the night so that I go to get it in a party if necessary, as we had agreed … and it breaks my heart into a thousand pieces.
We had 18 years of difference, and yet I loved spending time with her. I would have liked to have so much, so much more.
We were five in siblings, and it is a huge piece that we are missing today. We live the worst moment of our lives. But to feel the support of our loved ones, of our community, is a balm on pain and the immense emptiness left by the departure of our beautiful and fiery Victoria.
Tell your loved ones that you love them. Enjoy every moment with them.
Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for your support.
Forever 15.
Yes, you can share if the heart tells you, hoping it makes things happen. ”
