Napoleon Bonaparte, enters at the military academy of Brienne.
After three months spent to Autun, Napoleon is allowed as raises of the King, at the military academy of Brienne. As of his arrival at the school, the Bonaparte young person is taken of a violent nostalgia; he regrets Corsica, the beauty of his sky, the soft heat of its climate: “To be private of its native room, he will write, and of the garden that one traversed in his childhood, not to have more the paternal dwelling, it is not to have not a Fatherland”. Moreover, it undergoes many mortifications of self-esteem: here it is ridges some with Corsica chauvinism: its professor of geography attaching Corsica to Italy, his comrades declare it prone republic of Genoa. Napoleon takes fire, defends the Corsicans, their valiancy and their fidelity with their small Fatherland. And when one declares the country controlled in France, he retorts proudly: “I hope to return it one day to freedom. What does one know? The destiny of an empire is often due to a man!”. For him, its god is the Corsica Patriot Paoli, who delivered his country of Génois and glorieusement fought against the King of France. He will become an enemy mortal thereafter.
At that time, the young pupil is short of size, the broad shoulders, of thin stature, dye olivâtre. He has the sharp and piercing eyes, the investigatory glance, the broad and prominent face, the black and flat hair, the fine lips and often nervously contracted. Its face reflects energy, the heat, the intelligence. In spite of the good education which it receives, in spite of the contact of his comrades, young people of good family raised in the French courtesy of the XVIIIème century, Corsica preserves all his native roughness; there remains impetuous, impassioned, with accesses of anger, true transport of fury.
As of this time, the Bonaparte pupil is aware of his military efficiencies;
he declares: “the military state is most beautiful of all the bodies. I have the instinct which my will that of the others and which what I must override likes must belong to me”. The weather wants to be large, to have a name in the history, to fix on him the attention of its contemporaries. It admires Lacédémone: “palpitations of a Spartan, says it, are those of the strong man”. Also his/her comrades call it “the Spartan”, which explains many things in its attitude. Its studies were brilliant; also, in July 1783, it is indicated to go to the military royal School of Paris, in order to finish its formation for the army; it is sixteen years old and is intended for the marine or with artillery, erudite weapons where the favour and the richness never take the place of the merit.
Here it is launched in the life: nobody can suspect that this thin pupil and sinks, with the hair flat and black falling down around the face, the world will astonish and will leave behind him testimonys of its engineering…
Greeting 
Hirings Corsican
Napoleon Bonaparte, enters
he declares: “the military state is most beautiful of all the bodies. I have the instinct which my will that of the others and which what I must override likes must belong to me”. The weather wants to be large, to have a name in the history, to fix on him the attention of its contemporaries. It admires Lacédémone: “palpitations of a Spartan, says it, are those of the strong man”. Also his/her comrades call it “the Spartan”, which explains many things in its attitude. Its studies were brilliant; also, in July 1783, it is indicated to go to the military royal School of Paris, in order to finish its formation for the army; it is sixteen years old and is intended for the marine or with artillery, erudite weapons where the favour and the richness never take the place of the merit.
