NOTICES BIOGRAPHIQUES
Père Alexis
Hellard
Ce samedi 20 novembre
2016, le petit déjeuner, d'habitude assez animé (on partage
ce qu'on a vu à la télé la veille au soir) était
étonnamment calme : on pensait au père Alexis Hellard que le
Seigneur était venu chercher la veille vers 20 h. Notre centenaire,
dépendant en tout du personnel et des confrères, tenait une
place importante dans la communauté, tant par son souci de vie fraternelle
que par sa foi simple, profonde, et sa vie de prière intense.
L'origine de cette vie de prière, on la trouve dans la
famille où il estt né le 10 avril 1915, à Quintin, dans
les Côtes d'Armor, cette Bretagne si chère au cur d'Alexis.
Ses parents étaient tous deux profondément religieux. Chaque
soir la famille se réunissait, parents et les sept enfants pour la
prière. Très jeune Alexis eut le désir d'être prêtre,
et à l'occasion d'une visite d'un Père Blanc, d'être missionnaire.
Le Père lui avait dit : « Chez nous, mon bonhomme, nous sommes
toujours au moins trois ». Ce souci communautaire avait conquis Alexis.
Et voilà notre petit breton, d'abord à St Laurent
d'Olt, puis à Tournus, ensuite à Kerlois. Petit de taille, faible
de santé, bien des supérieurs ont hésité à
le garder dans la Société : « Un tel gringalet pourra-t-il
supporter le climat de lAfrique ? ». Mais le Seigneur avait ses
vues sur cet « avorton », comme sur St Paul.
Alexis poursuit sa formation à Thibar, puis à Carthage où il est ordonné le 2 février 1940. La France étant occupée, il ne peut retourner chez lui pour célébrer sa messe de prémices. Il est donc nommé en Kabylie, où il passera deux ans, apprenant le Kabyle. En novembre 1942, il est mobilisé comme aumônier militaire à Constantine puis en France. Démobilisé en 1945, il est nommé économe à Maison Carrée. Ceci pour un an.
En 1946, il arrive en Ouganda, où le climat relativement
tempéré, sera plus favorable à sa santé fragile.
« Dés mon arrivée, dit-il, je me suis mis avec fougue
à l'étude de la langue locale, le Luganda ». Ce sera une
des caractéristiques d'Alexis : connaître le parler des gens
avec qui il se trouve. « Mais une langue s'apprend au contact de la
population », dit-il encore. D'où les visites à domicile,
les séjours prolongés avec toutes les couches de la population
au cours de tournées, généralement d'une semaine, les
veillées passées à écouter les anciens... Alexis
est visiblement heureux. D'autant plus qu'on lui confie beaucoup de tâches
pastorales. Il est nommé curé.
En 1956, après dix ans en Ouganda, il revient en congé
en France. Il y tombe malade, petite opération, cure à Vichy.
Grande retraite. Et le voilà de retour en Ouganda où il restera
jusqu'en 1981, curé dans différentes paroisses.
En 1979, c'est la guerre. Amin Dada tyrannise le pays. Il est finalement chassé ; s'en suit une période d'instabilité politique qui permet au brigandage de se développer. Alexis en est indirectement la victime. Se trouvant à Kampala pour affaires, il accompagne un confrère canadien qui se rend à son travail en voiture. Brusquement, ils se trouvent nez à nez avec deux brigands armés qui les obligent à sortir de leur véhicule.
Malgré les supplications d'Alexis, le confrère
veut reprendre dans sa voiture des documents précieux. Il est abattu
à bout portant. Alexis écrit : « psychologiquement, je
suis tellement atteint que mes supérieurs décident un retour
« définitif » en France ».Après une année
de repos en Bretagne, Alexis revient quand même en Ouganda. Mais deux
mois plus tard, méningite cérébro-spinale.Un retour «
définitif » est décidé.
Pas si définitif que cela. Après un séjour à Pau et à Strasbourg, à 68 ans, Alexis n'a pas peur de se lancer dans une nouvelle aventure qui durera onze ans : il part au Kenya, à Nairobi, comme curé de la paroisse francophone. Alexis raconte : « Le samedi soir de mon arrivée, le père de la procure me présente aux 16 Français venus à la messe. Je leur dis mon intention de me mettre au service de toute la communauté francophone. Ce sera en particulier à la catéchèse des enfants que mon activité se portera, sans négliger la liturgie, le chant choral et la visite aux familles. La nouvelle se répand vite qu'on a un aumônier attitré.
L'assistance à la messe grandit, ce qui m'oblige à
chercher une chapelle plus grande ». Ce qu'Alexis ne dit pas, ce sont
ces amitiés solides et fidèles qui se lient à cette époque
entre Alexis et ses ouailles, grâce à ce don extraordinaire qu'il
avait d'entrer en contact et d'attirer la sympathie.
En 1994, Alexis a 79 ans. Il est épuisé. Il est
temps de songer à la maison de retraite. Ce sera d'abord Bry sur Marne,
puis Billère qui le recevront. Période longue que celle de la
retraite avec son lot de renoncements dus aux infirmités qui s'installent
progressivement, par exemple l'impossibilité de chanter, de diriger
le chant. Alexis y a continué sa mission auprès de ses confrères,
en rayonnant par sa joie, sa délicatesse dans ses rapports avec toute
la communauté et tout le personnel de la maison.
Dépendant de plus en plus de son entourage, il savait
remercier par un mot, un sourire qui masquaient parfois bien mal la souffrance.
Dominant celle-ci, son intimité avec le Seigneur lui permettait de
placer, de glisser la petite phrase de douceur ou de compassion qui réconfortait
son interlocuteur.
L'Afrique lui manquait. Par la radio, le téléphone, le courrier ce dernier grâce au dévouement d'un confrère faisant office de secrétaire, il se tenait au courant des évènements, et continuait à entretenir un important réseau de relations.
Un dernier trait lié aux cérémonies de
son centenaire. Ils étaient nombreux ceux qui étaient venus
à Billère remercier le Seigneur d'avoir pu connaître et
estimer ce missionnaire d'Afrique que fut Alexis. De France ou des Etats Unis,
d'Allemane ou... de Singapour, parents et amis se pressaient pour rencontrer
Alexis. Le responsable de la maison invita Alexis à aller au devant
d'eux ; « Oh, dit alors Alexis, je viens, mais je vais d'abord aller
prier ». Homme d'action et de relations, le socle était toujours
la prière.
Le vendredi 19 novembre, le Seigneur est venu chercher son fidèle
serviteur, âgé de 101 ans.
Jean-Marie Vasseur
PROFILES
Father Alexis Hellard
That Saturday
morning, the 20th November 2016, breakfast time in the community at Billère
was surprisingly quiet. Normally, there was a hubbub of animated conversation
discussing what had appeared on the Telly the night before. However, most
people were thinking about Fr. Alex Hellard whom the Lord had come to bring
home the night before at around eight oclock. Our centenarian had
an important place in our community. Depending totally as he was on the
personnel and the confreres as by his devotion to community life, his simple
deep faith and his intense prayer life.
We can find the origin of this prayer life in the family in
which he was born on the 10th April 1915 at Quintin in the Cotes dArmor
region of Bretagne. An area that remained close to Alexis heart. His
parents were both deeply religious. Each evening, the parents and the seven
children gathered for prayer. At a very young age, Alexis expressed a desire
to become a priest, and after a visit by a White Father, to become a missionary.
The visiting father had told him, In our place, we are always three
together. This community aspect won Alexis over.
And so our little Breton (and he was small) entered the Junior
Seminaries at St. Laurent dOlt and then Tournous before going to Kerlois
to study Philosophy. He did his novitiate at Maison Carrée in 1935-1936.
Not only was he short but he did not enjoy the greatest of health so much
so that his superiors hesitated to admit him to the Society. Questions such
as could such a frail little man survive in Africa? were not uncommon.
However, the Lord had his vision for this little squirt as he had for St.
Paul.
Alexis continued his training at Thibar where he took his
Missionary Oath on the 15th June 1939 and in Carthage where he was ordained
priest on the 2nd February 1940. It was wartime, and as France was occupied,
Alexis could not return home to celebrate his first Mass. He was appointed
to Kabylia where he was to spend two years studying the language. He was
called up in 1942 and served as chaplain in Constantine and in France. He
was demobilised in 1945 and received an appointment at bursar in Maison
Carrée. This lasted for one year and in 1946, he arrived in Uganda
where the relatively moderate climate would be more suitable for his fragile
health.
He was to say, Right from my arrival, I got down to
vigorously studying the local language, Luganda. This was characteristic
of Alexis. He always wanted to be able to speak to the people among whom
he was living. He went on to say, One learns a language by being in
contact with the population. So there was plenty of home visiting,
prolonged periods of contacts with all levels of society during the weeklong
safaris, listening to the old people and their stories. Alexis was obviously
happy. He was given a lot of pastoral responsibilities and he was appointed
Parish Priest in 1955
In 1956, he returned for his first home leave after 10 years
in Uganda. He fell sick, underwent a small operation, and took the cure
at Vichy. He also did his Long Retreat. He was ready to return to Uganda
and he remained there until 1981, serving as Parish Priest in different
parishes.
In 1979, it was war. Amin Dada tyrannised the country. He
was finally chased away. However, a period of grave political instability
followed with an increase in armed robbery and looting. Alexis was an indirect
victim. In February 1980, while he was in Kampala for business, he accompanied
a confrere, Fr. Wilfrid Lépine, when they suddenly found themselves
face to face with two armed robbers. They were forced out of their car and
despite the protestations of Alex, Fr. Lépine tried to return to
the car in order to recover his personal documents. He was shot at point
blank range. Alexis wrote, Psychologically, I was so disturbed, that
my superiors decided that I should return to France definitively.
Nevertheless, after spending a year recuperating in his beloved Bretagne,
Alexis returned to Uganda. However, two months later, he was struck down
with Meningococcal Meningitis and this time a definitive return home was
decided.
Well not as definitive as all that. After spending some time in Pau and Strasbourg, Alexis launched himself into a new adventure that was to last for twelve years. He left for Nairobi, Kenya to take up the post as Parish Priest of the French-speaking parish. He was 68 years old. Alexis related how that on the Saturday night of his arrival, the Father at the Procure presented him to the 16 French people who had come for Mass.
Alexis relates that he told them of his intention to be at
the service of the entire French speaking community. He would concentrate
on teaching catechism to the children without neglecting the Liturgy, choral
singing, and visiting families. News quickly got around that there was a
regular chaplain in town and the attendance at Mass swelled. Soon, there
was a need to find a bigger chapel. What Alexis did not say was that it
was thanks to his extraordinary gift of contact with people and attracting
empathy that bound him and his flock with strong and reliable friendships.
In 1994, Alexis was 79 years old. He was worn out. It was
time to dream of a retirement home. He went first to Bry sur Marne and then
to Billère. It was long period of retirement and he slowly had to
give up the things he liked to do such as singing or directing the choir
due to a progressive series of infirmities. Alexis continued his mission
among the confreres by his joyfulness and his tactfulness in his relations
with all the community and the staff of the house.
Alexis became more and more dependent on his entourage. He
knew how to thank with a word or a smile that often masked his real suffering.
His intimacy with the Lord allowed him to place or slip in a little phrase
of consolation, compassion or gentleness to comfort his interlocutor.
He missed Africa. He kept abreast of events and continued to maintain an important network of friends thanks to the radio, telephone and post, this last thanks to the devotedness of a confrere who served as his secretary.
When he celebrated his 100th birthday, this facility of contact
came to the fore. A large number of people came to Billère to thank
the Lord for having known and appreciated the little Missionary of Africa
that was Alexis. They came from France, the USA, Germany, and even Singapore.
Relatives and friends were anxious to meet him. The Superior of the house
invited Alexis to go in front of them but Alexis replied, I am coming,
but I will just go and say a little prayer first. A man of action
and relationships, the foundation was always prayer.
On Friday evening, 19th November 2016, the Lord came to look
for his faithful servant at the age of 101 years.
Jean-Marie Vasseur