"Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep." The Tempest. W. Shakespeare. Act IV. Scene 1. Every year, since the Fundació Sa Llavor began its path in 2007, the Educational Learning Community experiences a complete process of theatrical creation. Through work groups on writing texts, set design, eurythmy, speech art, construction, carving, costumes, music and manuals, we work together to create and develop all the elements that make up a play. As an integral, participatory, lively and creative process, it allows to grow in tolerance, respect and trust, offering a space for communication and artistic expression, educating the will, free thought, sensitivity and the power of imagination. This school year we have been able to experience the magic of The Tempest intertwined with the tragic love story of Dido and Aeneas.
CROSSING: FROM SÓLLER TO TOSSALS VERDS On Wednesday May 31 we left Binissalem for Palma by train. There we take the old wooden train to Sóller that leaves us at the beginning of the journey: Biniaraix. Following the winding path that runs through the ravine, we begin the ascent accompanied by the wonderful landscape, the sun and the waterfalls. Everything was going well until suddenly it started to rain. We cover a tree with a tarp, take shelter and decide to eat. In the afternoon we continue along the path and get wet twice more until we reach the top, next to Puig de l'Ofre. We find a place to spend the night and spread out wet things to dry. We spent the night under the stars. The next day we headed towards the Font des Noguer to fill our water bottles. We have the will to start the path again, with almost all our clothes dry, but an intense storm crosses our path. It rains so hard that, even under the tarpaulin, everything we carry gets wet. So we decided it's time to go home. However, although the entire journey could not be completed, it has been a great experience of courage, resilience and improvement for everyone. CROSSING: CAMÍ DE CAVALLS - MENORCA The crossing to the neighboring island of Menorca was made following the old Camí de Cavalls and the bicycles being our steeds. The path was generous, since nature in its multiple manifestations gave us storms, skies and seas of infinite colors, solitary coves that offered their waters for a refreshing and restorative bath, and a bush of stars under which to rest and dream in peace. Honoring its name and tradition with the school, this was also a demanding journey that put us all to the test; face our own difficulties, expand the limits of our physical and mental resistance, allow emotion at the farewells of colleagues who embarked on new paths. Together, we have contributed to one of those experiences that leave a mark and allow us to confidently cross the threshold that precedes and gives way to the next vital stages. It is an honor to have been able to accompany this group of young people and grateful for this wonderful experience.