UNIVERSIDAD ADVENTISTA DE CHILE
Facultad De Ingeniera Y Negocios
Desarrollo de Tercer Certamen
Mtodos y Tcnicas de Investigacin
Daniel De La Fuente Aguayo
Chilln, Noviembre de 2014
NATURALEZA Y DIMENSIN DEL PROBLEMA
Tradicionalmente la un
Nothing savage, she fell to her knees just long enough for me to take the few
steps to the
table and pick up the kitchen knife. She looked surprised, and terrified,
understandable, it was a lot for her to take in. Dont toss and turn like th
plate, checks that Frantz has not moved and then stirs the sleeping tablet into the
Frantz tastes it, looks up at her. The silence makes her uncomfortable.
Its nice, he says, eventually.
He eats the pasta, pauses for a second, then tastes th
apartment and the way he closed the fridge door, she could tell he was excited,
he who is
usually so calm. She sensed his presence in the doorway. Then he came to the
down and stroked her hair. Despite the fact that it was late, he did not come
hangs up in front of the vent in the airing cupboard. She makes herself a cup of
(unlike coffee, it leaves no odour) and while she waits for it to infuse she
arms, her legs, does a few press-ups to get her blood flowing and gradua
props himself up on one elbow.
You really should get undressed, she says, bustling about.
She plumps the pillows, smoothes the sheets. Frantz gets up and slowly
seems completely worn out. She smiles: You look dead on your feet. Before
Mme Sarah Berg was first admitted to a psychiatric unit in September 1982
Pasteur). Her case notes for the period have not been forwarded. From what we
gathered, the admission was made on the instructions of her attending physician
never know. Frantz folds his arms, stares at the rain streaking the darkness and
himself for a long wait.
When she was a child, she found nights when there was a storm exhilarating.
the windows wide and inhales the cool air that chil
some of the images and study one or two properly before deleting them. He
In the first, Auverney is walking in his garden. Frantz kept this one because
face is clearly visible. For a man of sixty, he is in fine fettle. Square-jawed
minutes later he is driving back along the autoroute, taking care to observe the
The moment she stepped through the door, Sophie was shaken to the core. She
to know Frantz well, but seeing what is in the cellar it is like tumbling
then penetrate her. She almost smiles.
Sophie has slipped into a phase of sleep that means he can allow himself a brief
from his vigilance. This time, in the excitement of the moment, the joy of being
he was a little heavy-handed with
were, at the time, considered effective. The state of the patient upon admission
intensive treatment as the only efficacious preventive. As a result of the
treatment, it was not until July 1987 that it became possible to engage directl
given him? Perhaps she made a mistake. He reaches out, grasps her wrist firmly.
back in the chair. He continues to stare at her, to grip her hard, he has not said a
Then he says, Are you there? She swallows hard. Yes, she whispers. Then,
long, slow breaths and allow his arms to hang limply by his sides.
The boxes are extremely heavy. Each is sealed with a length of packing tape.
turns over the one he is interested in. The bottom is simply glued together. The
blade of a
Paradoxically, it is her own son, her (unwitting) victim, who becomes her
killer, since it is his very existence that acts as the trigger to his mothers death.
Twenty hours later, Frantz wakes up. His eyes are puffy. He has cried a lot in
down and fall onto the oilcloth. For two days.
Awkwardly he wipes away his tears, then says, Im sick. His voice is
Maybe its flu? Sophie says.
A foolish thing to say, his tears would hardly be a symptom of flu. But it is so
woods, as close as he dares in other words. A few minutes later, two welcome
greet him when he sees the Auverney house in darkness and hears the first
splatter on the ground. He sets his sports bag at his feet, quickly peels off his
reassures her. She lays her cheek against him and stares at the ground. She can
She relaxes each of her muscles, one by one, and her body gradually melts in
arms. He lifts her up. He carries her into the bedroom and lays her down. She
scans the interior which he has previously seen only through his binoculars: a
table with a low-hanging ceiling lamp, at the far end of the room a hi-fi is set
shelving unit that holds an impressive number of C.D.s. Frantz drags the pi
distance, a flash of lightning rips across the sky illuminating for a fleeting
At 2.05, Frantz leaves his post, walks slowly along the side of the building and
frame of a small window at head height through which, by t
I believe my wife is supposed to sign something? Frantzs voice interrupts this
oblique conversation and brings them back to earth. Jondrette snorts.
Yes. Right here.
He turns the form around for Sophie. She looks for a pen. Jondrette hands her a
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 Prostration, fixity of gaze, expressions of grief, fear, sometimes terror,
fantasies, resignation in the face of death, overwhelming feelings of guilt,
thinking, desire for punishment these are just some of the symptoms that
The presence of his father, as I have said, doubtless offered the fundamental
which meant that the boy could survive a potentially infanticidal mother. It is
this vigilance on the part of the father which leads Sarah to manifest sympt
remorse. But that was nothing. When it comes to killing the man now sleeping
in this bed
The overweight figure of Andre appears in Frantzs diary. A few pages later,
mother falls down the stairs of her suburban house while Sophie is lying in a
she makes a last tour of the apartment, tidying things away, plumping the
cushion on the
sofa, running a cloth over the hideous tablecloth in the kitchen, putting away the
Then she opens the cupboard, takes out a cardboard box and sets it on the t
body falling from the window. After this, Sophie scarcely pauses for breath. She
the other objects into a second rubbish bag. Seeing them again is even more
the photographs: her watch, her bag, her keys, the notebook where she wro
give the impression of convulsing in her nightmare. Frantz follows his own
begins by leaning over her, speaking softly, stroking her hair, trailing his fingers
lips, her throat, but later all his passion is channelled through his words
Sophie is plastered all over the walls, except for the wall on the right which has
three images. Ten, twenty, thirty prints of the same three images, framed, colour,
white, sepia, retouched, three pictures of the same woman. Sarah Berg
Were you out? Sophie asked.
He looked down at his mud-spattered shoes as though they did not belong to
Yes I mean, no.
Clearly something was wrong. Sophie moved closer and stroked the back of his
She found the simple act of touchi