CAMINOS ORGÁNICOS / ORGANIC PATHS

BENICARLÓ - IES Ramon Cid - IES La Salle

After the unpleasant noise of the alarm clock, I get out of bed and start to get dressed. I don't usually get dressed up much because I don't want to go as if I were going to the Fashion Week in Paris, nor am I able to prepare as if this were a Chanel catwalk. I dress acceptable and comfortable, going to school is not that respectful...

When this (the most peaceful and quiet moment of the entire day) is over, I leave my house and here begins my path to my learning center. The most beautiful part of my route is when I pass in front of a bench near my house, where a group of grandparents are sitting, enjoying the morning breeze. They give me a feeling of calm, since they are not in a hurry and could be sitting there for ages without thinking about anything but the peace of old age.

A few steps ahead, I pass through a street-work, which in my opinion remains the same as always, that is, without apparently advancing, but I shouldn't say anything because I'm not working on it either. When I got to the part which is now pedestrian, it seems like a labyrinth and you cannot hardly get through it if you don't go with hawk eyes, paying attention to where you are going, for obvious reasons. Moreover, they are making changes on the sculptures of the farmers and it is not turning out as expected, who knows, anyone can go and paint them or something similar... since they have worked so hard on the base where they are planted... I just want to complain about it, there are no shops nor do I think there will be any. Well, that's Benicarló.

Once at the high school, everything becomes a prison environment, not to mention the fences on the wall, as if we were monkeys to be able to jump over them. Some students look like that, though. Inside the center, the teachers help make the stay comfortable, they know how to explain well and give a little more joy to my tedious day. During break time, different ghettos are formed, while my friend and I sit on the side stairs. I'm not giving examples of the small groups, since we can't talk much either...

After this exciting day, I leave the school quickly to return along the same "authentic" route and walk home to be able, at last, to sit comfortably and rest a little before continuing with my extracurricular activities.

Literally, in the four years of high school that I've had the wonderful pleasure of witnessing, the only time where I enjoyed was one day after leaving class, when a friend of mine and I met to go to my house and play video games. On top of that, we were supposed to be doing some homework, but hey, nothing happens..

Next year I want to study a performing arts baccalaureate, since I want to dedicate my life to music, composition and acting. Being able to travel far from here and stay in a house, alone, or maybe with a cat, in London or even Tokyo, to be able to be more inspired by my work and achieve success as I hope to do.

Martina Caldés