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Ich erinnere mich...

I remember...

Je me souviens...

Io ricordo...

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Gokarna Dumre

Mònica Ortiz Trujillo

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Francisco Quintilla

Aïda Domínguez

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B2.2

Rosa López Bausa

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Merche Pérez

Eva Reina Barragán

Xiomara Lozano

Mara Rodríguez

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Iván Ferrer Lozano

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Cristina Vindel Escobar

Jose Benito Pablo Pacheco

Sergio Alvarez Campos

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Eva Cano Gallego

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Montserrat Ferrer Peralta

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Vanessa Andreu

Nuria Sousa Núñez

Maria Julià

Clara Botet Ibáñez

English

B2.1

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B2.1

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B2.2

José Manuel Leonés

B2.2

Dina Boujbel

Toni Vázquez

English

Lydia Muñoz

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Ma. Dolores Granados Luque

Sara Alba Ginesta

Sandra Huerta

Joan Verdaguer

B2.1

Français

B2.2

Anna Renart Alemany

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Italiano

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Begoña Navarrete

Esperanza González

B2.1

Matea Bradičić

B2.1

Charo Fueyo

Italiano

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Ich erinnere mich

Manchmal denke ich an ein besseres Leben.

Möchte in allem, was ich tue, der Beste sein.

Ich möchte erfolgreich sein, ich suche Menschen,

die mich lieben, die mich akzeptieren.

Ich möchte nicht. Ich verliere mich und

Ich weiβ nicht, was ich tun soll.

Manchmal ... viele Male ... immer

Manchmal erinnere ich mich aber auch.

Ich erinnere mich, was ich bin und was ich habe.

Ich erinnere mich daran, dass ich Glück habe –

dafür, wer ich bin und wo ich bin.

Nicht derjenige, der am meisten hat, ist glücklicher –

sondern derjenige, der am wenigsten braucht.

Es ist nicht notwendig, jemand sein zu wollen.

Jeder ist dein wertvollster Schatz.

Ich erinnere mich ... nicht immer ... aber ziemlich oft.

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Gokarna Dumre - A1

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I Remember

It was a rainy and cold winter afternoon. Everything was in silence. The streets were empty, everyone was at home watching the match. The wind was the music of the landscape.

Then, the doorbell rang. I put down the book that I was reading, a Sherlock novel, and I ran to open the door.

There was a couple of policewomen, they were looking at me. They asked me my name and surname. I told them my name, I was scared. They told me that he was dead. His car crashed against a tree.

The world ended for me, since then I've lived remembering it.

Merche Pérez - A1

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I Remember Them

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I remember the color of the blue and your smile while you looked at the sea,

I remember how you touched my hair.

I remember your walks in the morning and your elegance when walking.

I remember that we played like two children.

I remember you energy and how you taught me to be strong,

I remember how you took care of me when I needed it most.

I remember how I learned from you,

I remember that you changed the coldest place into a warm one.

I remember that sometimes it’s sad to remember because

I remember that you aren’t here with us.

Eva Reina Barragán - A1

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Souvenirs

On dit que se souvenir c’est revivre! Nous avons tous des expériences qui au fil du temps se transforment en souvenirs.

Parfois ils sont beaux et doux parfois ils sont tristes et douloureux mais ils vivent tous dans notre mémoire.

En regardant arrière, je me souviens de l’école

de mon enfance, mon premier chien Grigo…

Mais mon plus beau souvenir est le souvenir de ma mère, sa voix, son rire, son odeur…

Je l’ai perdue mais je la retrouve dans mes souvenirs et j’aime penser qu’elle me regarde et qu’elle sourit.

Ma Dolores Granados Luque - A.1

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Estati indimenticabili

Ricordo le estati della mia infanzia, giornate calde ed eterne, perché un sole splendente, sempre ostinato, rifiutava di nascondersi dietro le alte montagne. I bambini correvamo felici, senza macchine, senza adulti, sapendo che le porte di tutte le case erano aperte se volevamo un bicchiere d'acqua o un dolce. I giochi erano semplici, lanciare sassi nel fiume, bagnarsi o tentare di arrampicarsi su un albero. E quando è calata la notte e le stelle sono esplose nel cielo, in casa, in cucina, si sono raccontate storie magiche in una lingua carica di mistero. Questi sono i ricordi della mia intima Arcadia, un luogo sperduto tra le dimenticate montagne della Galizia, un luogo che sempre mi accoglie quando il freddo mi entra nel cuore.

Esperanza González Fernández - A1

Italiano

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L'inizio dell'estate

Per cinque ore l’auto di mamma si transformava nel nostro universo particolare.

Ricordo la mia fronte appoggiata sul vetro dell’auto mentre contavo gli alberi.

Ricordo la dolce voce di mio fratello ogni volta che recitava le targhe delle auto che ci sorpassavano.

Ricordo gli occhi di mia madre ogni volta che ci guardava attraverso lo specchietto retrovisore.

In sottofondo, suonano le canzoni del Fari. Mia madre canticchiava.

Ricordo lo stupore di mio fratello quando la targa che cantava cominciava e finiva con lo stesso numero

E così, verso il villaggio, cominciavamo le nostre vacanze estive: cantando, guardando, immaginando.

Begoña Navarrete - A1

Italiano

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Die Zeit geht zurück

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Für zu lang

hast du auf meinem Nabel getanzt

und wenn die Mutter

den Schmerz und die Glyzinien

vergessen hat,

werden die Blumen wachsen

und die Trauer wird

für die Lebenden sein,

wie sie war,

als wir geboren wurden,

als wir Pferdefleisch aßen, das nicht schmeckte

und als das Gelächter die Mädchen in den Untergrund versetzte.

Mònica Ortiz Trujillo - A2

Dann werden wir

über Wiederholung sprechen,

und dass das Grün

von den Toten genährt wird.

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Erinnerung

Als ich ein Kind war, war die Welt neu –

der Himmel war blau, die Farben waren intensiv,

jeder Tag war eine neue Entdeckung.

Ich weiβ nicht, wann oder wie alles angefangen hat,

grau zu werden – ich habe es nicht bemerkt.

Heute ist meine Welt eine Routine,

jeden Tag erlebe ich die gleichen Dinge

und die gleichen Leute.

Aber ab und zu lässt ein Geruch, ein Schatten oder ein Lächeln

ein Bild aus der Vergangenheit an mir vorbeifliegen.

“Du! Was ist los? Du bist mit einem dummen Lächeln aufgestanden.”

“Na ja! Nichts Schlimmes – nur eine Erinnerung.”

Francisco Quintilla - A2

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Remember...

I remember when I was young,

I remember I was stronger,

Being happy was my priority,

The future wasn’t my responsibility,

I was thinking about smiling,

I didn’t care if I was skinny or fat,

Every day with my parents laughing,

I didn’t need money to pay for a flat.

Ivan Ferrer - A2

I remember when I was young,

I wasn’t afraid of what they’d say,

And if a girl maybe did me wrong.

I didn't care, I was okay.

I remember my ability,

Of missing my mum in any activity.

Because my first love was my mum,

And my last love will be my son.

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I Remember

I remember when I was a little girl,

sometimes you told me fairy tales,

and you sat next to me,

until sleep was coming in again.

I remember moments of glory,

and music everywhere,

when we sang songs in the car,

and you drove us far away.

I remember a lot of memories,

when you were swimming with us at the beach,

we were surfing the waves,

and we were jumping and diving into the deep.

Xiomara Lozano - A.2

I remember good stories,

about you and your friends,

when you were a little boy,

and your games weren't safe.

I remember all those things

when I remember you

in my dreams.

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My Little Universe

I remember when the stars were shining in the dark sky

I could feel my heart beating faster

Everything around me was quiet. I waited.

As if I was an astronomer

As I sat under the moon

I put my fingers in the six longs strings

And the notes began to fly,

Like a beautiful bird with wings

Then I heard exploding stars

I got up from my chair and looked down

And I saw my old best friend in my arms

Like a princess raises a fair crown.

But even if I can't dream with cosmos

I’ll still remember my lovely guitar.

Mara Rodríguez - A2

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School Memories

I remember... emotion, dream, smell of paint, eraser shavings, potato stamps, chickpeas growing in cups filled with wet cotton, sand in shoes, racing to the slide, dull pencils, laughter, anger …The "I'm not your friend anymore" ,but after 5 minutes she was your best friend again... faces full of snot…But above all I remember the hand of the one who took me to the place where all that happened, who entertained that way with stories that he invented for me and that patiently listened to mine when he picked me up after school.

Grandfather…

Memories... precious memories.

Cristina Vindel Escobar - A2

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Je me souviens

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Je me souviens de ma maison accueillante et chaleureuse.

Je me souviens de l’arôme qui sortait de la cuisine quand grand-mère cuisinait.

Je me souviens du confort de mon lit quand je me couchais tous les soirs.

Je me souviens d'avoir ri jusqu'à en pleurer en racontant des anecdotes à mes amis.

Je me souviens du dernier baiser que j'ai donné à mes parents.

Maintenant, tous ces souvenirs remplissent mes yeux de larmes.

Les sourires sur nos visages se sont estompés. Nous avons fui notre pays pour survivre.

Ces souvenirs m'aideront-ils à surmonter le traumatisme de la guerre ?

Sara Alba Ginesta - A2

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Die Märchen sollten vorgelesen werden

Ich erinnere mich daran, das deine Augen blau und grau wie das Meer an einem bewökten Tag waren. Dein Lächeln war immer süβ und warm, wie die Zimtplätzchen, die wir aβen, wenn Mama uns nicht sehen konnte.Damals fühlten sich deine Arme um mich wie meine eigene „Nautilus“ an, nämlich bereit für Abenteuer.

Damals hast du dich an jedes Wort erinnert, das die Gebrüder Grimm oder Charles Perrault geschrieben hatten. Deine Stimme und das Flüstern beim Umblättern der Seiten des Buches waren mein Lieblingsschlaflied.

Bei meinen wöchentlichen Besuchen frage ich mich nun: „Und du, Opa, erinnerst du dich an mich?“

Aïda Domínguez - B1

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I Remember

Many years ago, when I was a child, I learnt to swim with my brothers in a curious way.

The way we learnt to swim was very simple: in a river near a village where we went on holiday, my father threw us (my brothers and me) into the river. When my brother Carlos (the youngest) was in the water, my father, jumped into the river and pulled out us one by one. While my father threw my brothers into the river, I tried to stay afloat and not drown.

My brothers and I enjoyed it a lot, but my mother didn't agree with “the teacher's” technique...

José B. Pablo Pacheco - B1

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I Remember...

I remember the doctor’s words while I can’t avoid wetting the sheets with my tears… I’m writing this letter to tell you that in the coming months I won’t be the person that you know.

He says that first I won’t be able to remember your smell, months later I won’t be able to remember your name and in the end I won’t be able to remember your face.

My mind’s turning off and, with it, my life. I’m scared, honey.

I’m so sorry dear, I promised you one day under the moonlight that only death would separate us, but it won’t be like that. Oblivion will.

Please don’t let go of my hand on my trip to oblivion.

Sergio Álvarez - B1

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I Remember

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I remember the day when I was born. Legend says that it had been a huge fight. I remember the wind going through my growing petals. It was such a nice thrill to feel life itself! I remember the crowd, as well, shocked about what was happening. But the best I remember is his gentlemanly hands when he picked me and her warmth welcome when she accepted me as a gift.

It is said that energy doesn’t get lost, only transformed. That’s why I always feel so much energy inside me:

I was born from the dragon.

Eva Cano Gallego - B1

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A Continuous Dream

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I remember when I was a kid my life was a continuous dream. From when I woke up until I went to sleep, I dreamed of having a different life.

I dreamed of living in another house, having siblings, and many things that other children had.

When I was a teenager, I started to get some of these wishes.

For a few years, I keep working to get more of them, althought I had to start over several times.

Today I can say that I’m still dreaming, my life is a continuous dream because I think that trying to fulfill our dreams is to wake up feeling hopeful every single day.

Montserrat Ferrer Peralta - B1

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Je me souviens de toi et je t’attends

Depuis l’hiver

Jusqu’au printemps

Je me souviens…

Depuis la nuit

Jusqu’au matin

Je me souviens…

Tes doux mots

Touchent mon âme.

Tes mains fortes caressent mon corps.

Partie 1

Sandra Huerta - B1

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Je me souviens de toi et je t’attends

Et je me demande :

« Est-ce que tu te souviens ? »

Cette nuit, je deviendrai l’héroïne de ton cœur

Et, à l’aube, quand le soleil s’éveille,

N’aie pas peur et rappelle-toi :

Nous ne sommes que deux amants

Nous ne sommes que deux petites étoiles filantes

Néanmoins, en ce moment,

Nous sommes le centre du monde.

Partie 2

Sandra Huerta - B1

Français

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Train Memories

I will never forget the day I saw him. He was carrying two large bags and that stood out. Then, someone called him. Maybe his wife, I thought. I couldn't avoid smiling as he was fighting with all his stuff trying to answer the call. I was sad but he was able to make me feel happy for a moment. That was probably the exact moment I fell in love with him.

Now, I'm sitting in the same seat remembering the way he looked, his smell, his face when he stared through the window. But I can't remember his name because I never dared to ask him.

Vanessa Andreu - B2.1

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I Remember...

I remember the smell of wet grass that I loved

I remember the caress that my grandmother used to give me until I fell asleep.

I remember the songs on my first cassette

and how they made me feel.

I remember when I saw him for the first time and my heart was set on fire.

I remember the sound of my baby smile and how happy it made me feel.

Our life through the senses, year after year, beautiful, sweet, unexpected…

Ready to live

and to continue to remember.

Nuria Sousa Núñez - B2.1

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I Remember...

I remember her childhood

It was amazing

She was accepting.

I recall her mind

It was a prodigy

She was bright.

I’ll never forget her heart

It was generous

She was fabulous.

Maria Julià - B2.1

I remember her life

It was remarkable

She was reliable.

I recall her determination

It was powerful

She was successful.

I’ll never forget her smile

It was endless

She was priceless.

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I Remember

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I remember clouds covering the beating down sunrays on summer days.

I could observe the trees swaying at the same time the wind was whispering words of anger. The rain started to beat against the roof top while I was sitting on the stone stairs of my home. Suddenly, I was surprised by the shaking of the mountains surrounding me, by every shriek coming from the dark sky.

I won't forget the pleasure to smell wet earth and my attention to hearing nature trying to rise up, to survive against climate change.

Clara Botet Ibáñez - B2.1

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Je me souviens encore de ton corps

Je me souviens de ces nuits

sans lune ni étoiles d'argent;

où seules les ténèbres enveloppaient

la passion de nos corps

dans le berceau du vent.

Je me souviens des nuits blanches,

des mélodies silencieuses

qui allumaient la lumière du feu,

et qui dans l’obscurité de la nuit

nous offrait toute sa chaleur,

Je me souviens de ton regard agréable,

les yeux pleins de lueur

et des mains qui entouraient

doucement mon corps.

Partie 1

Joan Verdaguer - B2.1

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Je me souviens encore de ton corps

Je contemple, toujours vivantes,

des images qui caressaient ton corps

et je remarque encore comme mes mains

se glissaient lentement

jusqu'à ce que je sente

les battements de ton cœur.

Je sens encore la brûlure de tes lèvres

m'embrassant sans arrêt

et comment je te correspondais

jusqu'à ce que le jour devienne clair.

Je me souviens de la passion irrépressible

qui unissait nos jeunes cœurs

et comment nous faisions de la vie un jeu

pendant qu'on se frottait

dans l'immensité du temps.

Partie 2

Joan Verdaguer - B2.1

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Ti ricordo...

Ti ricordo spesso, appoggiata sulla porta del bagno mentre io mi lavavo i denti. Ricordo la calma che mi regalavi aspettando che anch’io ti guardassi ad un certo punto. Ricordo i tuoi occhi verdi, pazienti, attendendo che io sputassi il dentifricio di menta e ti restituissi il sorriso tramite lo specchio. Ricordo la tua tranquillità e la certezza che, fra qualche attimino, mi abbandonerei nelle tue braccia. Poi mi rassereno e penso che bisognerebbe concordare il peso dei ricordi: 3 chili di nostalgia per te ed altri 3 per me, un pizzico di pentimento compartito, le stesse notti senza dormire. È già passato tanto tempo, ma io ancora ti ricordo spesso, appoggiata sulla porta di tutti i bagni che non condivideremo mai.

Matea Bradičić - B2.1

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Prima visita al mare

Era primavera

ricordo la brezza

prima visita al mare

immenso

la sabbia bagnata in movimento

stto i miei piccoli piedi

lentamente

la mano del mio babbo

mi protegge

ricordo la brezza

era primavera

Charo Fueyo Bros - B2.1

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Erinnerungen…

Sie sang immer, auch wenn sie traurig war, sang sie.

Ihre warme Stimme passte sehr gut zu der Melodie und wenn sie sich nicht an die texte erinnerte, erfand sie mit großer Anmut.

Ganze Liedstrophen sind in meinen Gedächtnis festgehalten, die ich heute noch mit Gefühl wiedergeben kann.

Als ich von der Schule nach Hause kam, hörte ich zuerst ihre Stimme und sofort umhüllte mich ihre Umarmung mit ihrer Wärme und süßem Duft.

Ihre Haut und ihr Haar dufteten nach ihrer Jasminseife, die sie eifersüchtig zwischen ihren Kleidern aufbewahrte und die ihr ganzes Zimmer mit süssen Geruchsnoten erfüllte. Ein Geruch, an den ich mich heute noch genau erinnern kann.

Rosa López Bausa - B2.2

Teil 1

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Erinnerungen…

In der Kindheit funktionieren die Sinne wie ein Code: Berührung, Geruch, Geräusche… bilden eine Sicherheitslandkarte. Du erkennst dein Zuhause auch ohne Worte.

Ich fühlte mich beschützt durch den Geruch sauberer Kleidung, durch den Geschmack frisch zubereiteter Suppen, oder durch die Berührung der alten Decke auf dem Sofa.

Meine Erinnerungen entführen mich in eine andere Welt. Eine einfache, ruhige und sichere Welt oder zumindest fühlte ich das jedes Mal, wenn ich meine Mutter singen hörte.

Sie sang immer und ich vermisse sie immer noch!

Rosa López Bausa - B2.2

Teil 2

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I Remember

… playing in the street,

with only children yelling at me.

No tanks, no smoke,

no bombs going off.

… playing hide-and-seek,

with the neighbours beside me.

Hiding from children my age,

instead of bullets filled with hate.

José Manuel Leonés - B2.2

…buying sweets in the shop in a dead-end street

and sharing them with my close friends.

Not buying bandages and pills

to cure the wounds of the casualties.

…in my room enjoying series on TV

with friends around me.

Now, watching some news with desire

waiting for a ceasefire.

…living with my family in peace.

Yet, nowadays some of them are refugees.

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Forgotten Memories

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"I remember myself stepping on that grass… Do I remember it? I’m not sure, it doesn’t matter I’ll do it later", he said.

In the picture there were two kites in the air held by two children. He didn't recognize them. Although their faces couldn't be seen, he knew they were laughing.

He looked at a tree, "I remember myself sleeping in that shade... Do I remember it? It doesn’t matter, I'll remember it later."

"It's shower time, grandpa," said a voice. "'The picture is beautiful, isn't it? My grandmother told me you painted my uncles playing, that’s why they brought it, so you can look at it to rekindle your memories.

Take one last look, we'll be back tomorrow."

He didn't answer, he kept looking at the picture.

"The grass is so fresh," he thought, "I remember myself stepping on that grass... Do I remember it? I’m not sure, it doesn’t matter, I’ll do it later."

Dina Boujbel - B2.2

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Je me souviens

Je me souviens de la première fois… de la première fois que j'ai pris l’avion. C’était le 23 avril, Sant Jordi dans ma ville.

L’avion se place, il prend son temps, il arrive sur la piste, il accélère et s’envole. Ça bouge, ça claque, ça vibre. Ma première réaction, c’est l’angoisse. Mais je me calme très vite avant de regarder le sol s’éloigner. On rentre dans un nuage, tout est blanc et brumeux, on ne voit plus rien. La chose vraiment folle c’est qu’on n’a jamais vu les nuages autrement que d’en bas… Après un peu plus de 9 heures de flottement, j'ai survolé New York, la ville de mes rêves, où quelqu'un m'attendait avec une rose rouge.

On ressent un peu de vide quand un rêve se réalise. C’est sûrement la frustration qui s’en va. Et c’est tant mieux.

Anna Renart Alemany - B2.2

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Once Upon a Time...

When the library closed, they made a pilgrimage to say their last goodbye to the narrator, whose last words were "colorín colorado".

I don’t remember if Cinderella cried disconsolately; or if the Tin Soldier smoked one cigarette after another, unable to appease his anguish; or if it was the Three Little Pigs who said the old man had died of boredom after telling the same stories over and over.

But I remember that the only one who didn't seem to mind his death was the Bad Wolf. He watched Little Red Riding Hood absolutely convinced that, next time, nobody'd mention the damned woodcutter again.

Toni Vázquez - C1

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The Little Rays of Sun

I remember the lazy mornings of summer, improvised plans, and the eternal smell of saltwater. The sun was our soulmate, but the moon was our best friend. I also remember the long car rides with the music blaring and singing like there was no tomorrow. And I cannot forget the nights lying by the river making wishes upon shooting stars that never came true. Now, I’m looking at those summer photos, and know they are nothing more than memories that will only remain in my mind.

Lydia Muñoz - C1

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