Gabrielle Deydiers work about being obese has ignited her native France. She tells Stefanie Marsh how their own lives has been a battle against grossophobia, discrimination and verbal abuse until now
In August 2015, 37 -year-old Gabrielle Deydier went for a job interview which she passed with flying colours. The chore was for a position as a belief helper at a Parisian special needs school and the interrogation body, including the school’s principal, had been so impressed with Gabrielle that they even told her they were worried in case she left for a better-paid responsibility. There had been only one awkward time: it comes down at the end, as Gabrielle was walking out the door. The rector said:” The educator you’ll be working under can be rather difficult .” Gabrielle barely discovered him, she was so very pleased about her brand-new job.
It wasn’t long before she realised that “difficult” was a enormou understatement.” You’re Gabrielle Deydier ,” was the first thing the schoolteacher in question said when they met.” I don’t work with fatty people .” Gabrielle tried to laugh it off, but the difficult teacher wasn’t smiling.” It wasn’t a gag ,” she said.
Gabrielle has two positions, a cheerful and open behaviour and weighs 150 kg, or 231/2 stone. She also has the affliction of both being French and living in France, which means that her physical impression weighs for everything, including her employability. In France, she says( and all the facts of her event seem to bear this out ), being fatty is deemed to be a grotesque self-inflicted disability. At any given time, 80% of Frenchwomen are thought to be on a food. In the south of the two countries, there’s a lively gastric-band manufacture( 50,000 business a year ).
There’s currently a vegan cult embroiling the region- a channel for some people to cover up eating disorder. “Frenchwomen,” says Gabrielle,” pride themselves as being the most feminine in Europe. There is this feeling that ladies have to be perfect in every acces .” Is it amazing then that the publication of Gabrielle’s book, You’re Not Born Fat , last month has attracted keen interest- a combination of both praise and moral hysterium?
For Gabrielle the past 12 months have been like waking up from a nightmare, if nightmares were real and lasted two decades. At one point in our find she’s tearful- but they find themselves tears of glad skepticism. Abruptly, at 38, Gabrielle, who’s been told her entire adult life that she wasn’t fit for undertaking, is being called an scholastic break-out hero. She’s been profiled in Le Monde , Figaro , the political word publication Le Point , and appeared on France’s most serious Tv shows.
The day before I fulfill her a councillor under Anne Hidalgo, the mayor of Paris, announced Gabrielle be interested to know whether she would consider organising the capital’s first anti-grossophobia( sizeism) daylight. Transactions to write a movie dialogue and a novel have been established. Italian Vanity Fair wrote about her, and an Italian publisher snarled up the book. The English-language privileges have not yet been sold.