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It is quite weird; we don’t realize that it’s ending until the last moments. Some things occur too quickly. Suddenly, they end, like summer. I perfectly remember my first day of summer, just as if it had been yesterday. I can feel the warmness of the sun burning my skin; I can sense the freedom of having no responsibilities, while we were on the beach, having fun and feeling the cool water of the sea. But now, suddenly, we are starting a new cycle in which our lives depend on. Some of us are secure, and some of us are afraid. Maybe like those birds. We will never know.

Laura A



=**__Young, Wild and free__**=

I was familiarized to feel the breeze every time that I jog, to feel wild and young, to sense the fresh and clean air of the open spaces in my lungs, I used to think that the summer of my dreams would never come to an end. Perceived that I had attained freedom. Then came the day, when all my liberty was seized. I no longer felt the breeze, the air found to be contaminated, all my liberty had been robbed. Now here I am obeying and behaving. Feeling like an animal in a cage, knowing that my place is not here but one that is out there, where I once again can feel free and wild. Longing the day were I will feel these sensations again, until then I can only dream of this sitting in a chair.


 * __~Closer to the edge~__**

Each player must accept the cards life deals him or her. But once they are in hand, he or she alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game. We are all in this together, we may have different pasts, different dreams, different paths, different expectations, different questions, different answers, different souls, different minds, different values, different ambitions, different interests, different opinions, different hearts.. But at the end what matters is that we are all in this mess together trying to figure out who we really are and what we really want, we just need to decide which way to go. - Andrea D-V

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Hello there! This picture was taken by me on our balcony… As you can see, the scenery is incredibly green and lush. And yet, it seems like you are immersed into chaos, confusion and the wilderness. This is how I feel now anyway… After starting 1st Bachillerato, I feel like I have stepped into an unfamiliar jungle. We have just started undergoing a difficult journey, where we will have to face all types of trees, vines and wild animals to get to the other side. The tough part about it though, is that we know we will have to work very hard to emerge successfully. We will have to accept sleepless nights and fending for ourselves… Of course all this is metaphorical. The other side of the jungle is the end of 2nd Bachillerato which seems like a very long way indeed! I am both scared and very nervous. We do not want to face the dangers of a tropical jungle. It seems like Bachillerato will be an academically daunting experience. On the other hand, the jungle is very beautiful so we expect to enjoy some parts of these last two years: friends, learning new things, etc.

Alexia F

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We used to feel free like water coming down a waterfall, we used to feel fresh like the colour of the smell of trees, we used to feel bright like

the sun, we sometimes felt as if this feeling was going to last forever, but, alas, these feeling has left but will someday come back.

We now feel as if the water was stagnant in a swamp, we feel as if we were a pile of ashes sitting in an urn, we feel as if we lived in constant

shadow, Freedom will return when the sun shines again.

Luis G



**__Back to Routine__**
Back to routine, days start to get shorter and nights longer. But it seems to us as if it was the contrary; days at school seem much more longer, eternal, never-ending. The clock seems to make its hours longer, just to make us suffer the daily school life. The moon makes its apparition when it is only half past seven in the evening, just to remind us that time is running out and soon we will have to go back to our day by day routine.

Marina S



Green, symbolizing hope. Life lays out many paths for us to choose, without being conscious of how they might end. We've got opportunities facing us but they are only the beginning of many others. The streetlight represents the freedom each of us has among our lives, as we are free to guide ourselves to what we want to become during this journey to a idealised future.

Ana L-H

__**A New Beginning**__



The sun rises giving birth to a brand new day. The daily journey is awaiting for the giant star to acompany it. The sun will go through different phases, it will experiment a different range of colours changing its look, it will elevate into its highest point shining as bright as it could until it will slowly fade away leaving no signs that indicate us its presence. The students are now at the beginning of the year, we still have to go through the long path that will eventually lead us to freedom. Bachillerato will start slowly, little by little reaching the hardest weeks where the pupils will have to fight to succeed this academic course. And once the suffering has ceased we will realise that Bachillerato has disappeared taking away all the negative feelings with it.

Gemma R

__Just keep going towards the unknown __



In this photograph you can see a car that is speeding into the distance with no other vehicles able to disturb it.

I think this picture is the resemblance of my future as I see myself being the car. This means that I see my future not far away, but I’m going towards it all by myself with no one to distract me from it.

This photo is taken with a moving and blurry effect at the end to emphasize my unknown awaiting future. I don’t know what or where I will be in two years from today, so for me, my future is really mysterious. However, the distance the car has already done, doesn’t have this effect to highlight the fact that I already know my past. This way, the contrast between my past and my future is more visible.

The moment of the day when this photo was taken, was during the night. I did this because I think that the night is the most romantic moment throughout all the day. It is also the only moment when you can relax and be yourself.

I chose picturing a speedy car as my future as it is a risky thing, and I see my future as something dangerous and frightening.

NATALIA M



Follow your dreams; never let anyone or anything block your path. Don’t give up. Remember who you are, you are your proper sailor, sailing through the sea of life. You choose your way out, chasing what your heart indicates. Don’t look back, the past is over. Look at the future, look at what is to come, and navigate towards it, without thinking.

Carla L



 They tried to fool me.  ‘Our world’s like this’ they said.  Who would have ever thought but, they could be wrong?  Why did I have to see that way? I had always though my eyes were mine. Although something told me I must have stood on the ground I wanted to fly. Free from influences. ‘You’ve got to learn how to survive’ my Papa told me. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;">The thing is I did find it hard. This is not my land and it would have never been, if I hadn’t realized. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;">I felt as if the wings I wanted to fly with were Mother Earths as she had now no more; hers where being raped off from her. I felt as If had to save the world from all this technology, as if I was trying to live someone else’s dream. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;">You will never be able to replace her work or to equal her power, don’t even think about it. Create is her job. So stop messing up my world. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"> Beauty is dying rapidly as she falls… We must act. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"> ‘Our worlds like this’ someone says.‘We are killing her’ I reply. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"> <span style="background-color: #ffffff; display: block; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"> Georgina B