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Hands behind the back.

Open your mouth wide.

It has to seem you're singing, got it?

Gesturing, gesturing.

Cristina, more effort, please.

OK, stop.

Now we're going to sing for real. Everyone but Desirée,

Lucía, Cristina,

Sara and Celia.

You girls just move your lips.

Remember, gesture if you're not singing.

Let's get this to sound like a proper choir.

One, two, three and...

SCHOOLGIRLS

Can you help me?

Come on, hurry. I can't.

Still like this?

Come on.

...we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.

Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

This equals the base...

What's the base of the triangle?

-One. -One.

Times the height.

-Times two. -Very good.

Divided by two, which gives...

-Two. -Two.

Consuelo, can you please come out for a minute?

One minute, girls.

Good morning, girls.

Good morning, Mother Superior.

Be seated.

Consuelo, tell me if you need anything.

Don't worry, Mother.

Well, this is Brisa, your new classmate.

Do you want to say anything?

Great, go sit over there, darling.

Come on, let's continue.

We were...

One times two, two...

King, queen, how long will I live?

One, two, three...

I'm captain, I'm captain Of an English ship, of an English ship

And I have a girl at each port

The blonde is, the blonde is Stunning, stunning

And the brunette is not bad either

If I ever, if I ever Have to get married, have to get married

I'll marry the... Blonde!

I'm captain, I'm captain Of an English ship, of an English ship

And I have a girl at each port

The blonde is, the blonde is Stunning, stunning

And the brunette is not bad either

If I ever, if I ever Have to get married, have to get married

-Our best athlete for sure. -Who's that?

The first one to get across our island.

Ready...

Go!

Come on, Mochilo!

It's so humid...

Help! Help!

-Hello. -Hi.

Your crosswords.

How was today? -Fine.

-Are you still doing your homework? -Yes.

How come?

I can't get these maths right.

Maths...

Let's see...

I think this is just a simple rule of three, right?

X equals...

Enough, mum, there's no X.

Oh, sorry, darling.

Has Mrs Pilar called?

Yes.

Have you told her that I can't help finish the chore tomorrow?

Yes.

She didn't say anything?

No.

That's weird.

Come on, tidy up, let's set the table.

On it.

You've put potatoes in, right?

Yes.

I've left my scarf as the heat's unbearable.

And these wonderful girls generate terrible heat.

You could make a coat!

I love it.

For example, if you had to ask a girl a question,

to one of these schoolgirls,

what would you ask?

I wouldn't ask. I'd give them a tip: Use condoms.

Yes, who is it?

Who is it?

It's my aunty.

Yes?

One minute.

Go to bed, it's late.

Get to bed.

Why are you calling so late, woman?

What?

Do you think I could go see him?

Did he ask for me?

How did Mom take it?

Desirée, stop being a tomboy.

Come on, Judith, legs high.

Come on.

With enthusiasm.

Legs up high.

OK, stop.

Let's get in pairs.

And let's stretch.

Done?

Are you all in pairs?

Grab each other's hands.

And let's start.

To one side,

and to the other.

Shh, we're in class.

Have you seen Brisa's tits bounce when running?

Great. Keep your back straight.

She's showing them off. She's disgusting.

Be careful, don't pull so hard.

You know what?

My housekeeper told me that Brisa's grandparents

died in a traffic accident.

What are you looking at?

At you, fart-face.

Mind your business.

Why so quiet, orphan? -Hey, shut up.

I'll shut up when I want to.

-We're in class! -It doesn't matter...

Very good, Judith.

You skipped one there.

Give it to me.

It's easier this way.

Silence, come on.

Are the girls from class nice or...?

There's a bit of everything.

But, yes.

Whom do you get on with best?

With Cris.

-She's your best friend, right? -Yes.

I love your jacket.

Thanks.

Well, I live there, by the...

By the orange houses.

Oh, I live just behind them.

So, we're neighbours.

Yes.

-Hello. -Hi, grandad.

-Hi, darling, how are you? -Fine.

Hi, grandma. -Hello, love.

My darling.

You're so pretty, gorgeous!

Can Celia stay and do homework?

-Yes, darling. -Yes?

Brisa, do you girls want some snacks?

Some juice, croissants... Anything?

No, thanks.

What are you drawing?

They're cubes.

And I make cubes from cubes,

then I want to make a cube from cubes to make another cube.

How cool.

Yes.

Do you know this band?

Maybe?

-No, you don't. -No.

There from here.

From... well, here.

You've never heard them?

No.

Let's see, other bands, I don't know...

Niños del Brasil, Héroes del Silencio...

None?

Shall I record a tape, so you get to know them?

OK.

Yes?

Come on.

Can I read my essay for you?

Sure.

"Dear Jesus, How are you?

I'm fine, although you already know.

When are you going to come and save the world from sin?

I, as you know, am waiting, and the other girls too.

But my question is:

When you come, will you be born as a baby or come down as an adult?

Also, how will you be born, as a king or as someone poor?

Well, you already know that I'm waiting.

I guess as someone poor. Kisses. Celia."

What's wrong?

I don't know.

Do you really ask yourself those things?

Well, I don't know. It's homework.

I'm not going to waste time on that.

You'll fail.

Let them fail me.

-You're so weird. -Me?

Weird?

And that essay is not weird? Come on.

Like this.

-OK. -Don't move.

Smile? Serious?

Or how?

Perhaps I'll invite you to Barcelona.

In summer. Will you come?

And you'll meet my friends.

I love it.

No, I can't go.

No?

My mum will be working.

I'm sure she won't let me.

Well...

If you want, I'll convince her.

I love your nose.

I like your eyes.

Right...

My eyes are my only asset, so...

Well, you also draw well.

Drawing is not all there is to life. Right?

You also draw well and have a really nice nose.

And you don't have a nose like mine, like this.

Mum, can you buy me a denim jacket?

You already have one.

But one with patches, like Brisa's.

Next month.

Everything's next month.

Mum.

How do you know if God exists?

Just because.

I hate maths.

Well, this exercise is not too hard, right?

-How do you do it? -Well, multiply.

And how do you know?

Because I did it last year.

Do you have the same classes in Barcelona?

We're not aliens or anything.

Right, but I don't know,

perhaps more advanced or something like that?

How am I meant to multiply all those numbers?

Multiply... you can do it vertically too.

No problem.

Hey, don't copy.

It's not even right...

How's it going, girls?

-Fine. -Fine.

Fine?

I'm going out a bit, OK? I'll be back soon.

Clara is in charge. -OK.

Be good.

You're going to kill me!

You're going to break my leg.

Guys, I'm so scared!

Wait, be quiet a second.

Spirit, show yourself!

I'm going to tell my mum.

They're playing, don't worry.

What if they bring a demon?

Perhaps it's a good demon.

Celia, since when are demons good?

Since when do "demonz" exist?

-"Demonz"? -Demons.

-Demons. -"Demonz."

Let them do it at their homes.

Not here.

Does your mum bring boyfriends here?

Not when we're here, but...

The other day I found something.

I'm scared.

I'm scared too.

What are you doing?

How does this work?

Not sure.

Look.

What's that?

Condoms.

-Like the ones from school? -Yes.

Let's see, there were 12...

One, two, three, four, five, six.

Poor little girl.

Disgusting.

Oh my.

Oh my!

What's this?

Disgusting!

It looks like a balloon!

Disgusting!

Oh my.

Look how small. It looks like a dummy.

No!

How long can this get?

Let's see.

-Look, look! -Why does it feel weird?

It must have a gel or something on it.

Wow!

She's amazed!

What a large...!

It feels weird.

But, why?

No!

Your mum's going to notice one's missing?

Let her buy more.

Does your mum have a boyfriend?

My mum? Of course not.

Of course not!

How could she?

I don't know, my mum has one.

Sure, but it's different.

Yours are divorced.

Cris, can we go with your sister?

No...

-Oh please! -They're annoying.

They have cool music. Let's go.

My whole hand fits.

-Shall I put a song on? -OK.

Come, come...

You know that...

I'll burn the books I don't plan on reading

...good day To escape...

Monday, no!

Tuesday, no!

Wednesday, no!

Thursday, Friday Today is Friday!

No!

No!

Wednesday, no!

Thursday, Friday Today is Friday!

How cool!

It's amazing.

Scaring nuns We'll have a fun time

It's a good day To escape from...

Monday, no!

Tuesday, no!

Wednes... Clara!

Clara! -This sucks.

-But we like it. -Clara!

-I enjoyed it. -But I'm bored.

Let's do something else. -Why?

-How do I light it? -You don't know.

I'm scared of fire.

Careful, don't burn me, OK? -No way.

There's wind. No, from here.

It burns!

It doesn't burn.

-Well, it's fire. -Now, there you go.

Thanks, Brisa.

Nothing's coming out. Here.

Yes, yes it does.

Brisa, want to try?

-No. -You don't smoke in Barcelona or what?

No, I don't like smoking.

I want to give it a "heat."

-A what? -A "heat."

Hit!

-Hey, I want to give it a hit! -Not you.

No, Cris, I said no. -Let her satisfy her curiosity.

Yeah, right.

You've got some on your skirt.

It's getting on my tights!

No, later I'm going home,

and of course my clothes smell of cigarettes.

Pass it. -The matches are cool.

-Someone? Take it. -No, it's OK.

-What? -It's OK, it's OK.

Someone was passing by.

Take.

Celia, don't you want some?

-No. -Sure?

-Yes. -Okay.

You have to blow it out slowly from your mouth?

-I can't do it. -Me neither.

She does it really well.

Let's see.

Wow!

It looks so good... Like...

There's a bug on the wall, behind you.

A bug?

Oh, how disgusting!

Mum!

Hello darling! How did the day go?

Fine!

Go shower, dinner's almost ready.

Dinner's ready.

Mum.

Can you buy me a top?

What do you mean by top?

Well, it's like a bra but for little girls.

Next month.

How about a short T-shirt?

Next month.

Let me watch the news.

Mum!

What are you doing?

Nothing.

I just wanted you to know I have a night shift today.

Yes, I already know.

-What were you doing? -Nothing!

-Celia? -Go away!

OK.

"The believer has to dominate their sexuality

as a manifestation of holy respect before the creation redeemed by Christ.

Thus understood, chastity is virtue

applying to both married and unmarried,

as well as those consecrated to perpetual virginity."

Very good, Lucía.

But a bit short, huh?

You have to start expressing yourself with your own words.

You've copied entire sentences from the book.

Come on, sit down.

Girls, take out your notebooks.

Let's see.

Unit six:

"Sexuality..."

Girls.

"...at the service of love." Full stop.

"Sexuality...

...is a part of God's plan."

Full stop.

"The union of man and woman

is performed

in a complete manner

through marriage."

Full stop, new paragraph.

"The Lord God said,"

colon:

"It is not good for the man to be alone," comma,

"then the Lord God made a woman..."

"To get a hot guy,

you have to bring all your flirting artillery out

and show him that you're a true 'sexpert.'

First question.

The birthday of the boy you like is approaching,

and you're planning a surprise that he'll never forget.

What do you do?

A) Start with a kiss on the cheek

and then go down slowly to his chest

until..."

-Not that one. -Let's rule this out.

"B) Gift him the 'kamasustra'..."

-Kamasutra. -What's that?

"...Kamasutra, and propose..."

-The cripple is coming -She's coming.

Make room.

-Good morning, girls. -Good afternoon, Mother Consuelo.

OK, then.

-See you later. -Have a good weekend.

Likewise, Mother Consuelo.

The cripple liked the poster, huh?

She was looking at the poster more than at us.

-Well, I like it. -What? It's too big.

It's in fashion now.

-Should I wear this or? -Check its length.

Go like that.

Yes, wear it with... I don't know.

Yes, well, it stands out.

Check out the jacket I found, it looks like yours, but... fancy.

Wear it.

You look amazing.

Come on, wear it, please.

-Ponytails look great on you. -Wear it.

Look down.

Lower your head. -At the floor!

You'll see.

Okay...

OK, do this.

I've been told something.

What?

It's quite overwhelming.

Three years ago,

in a study trip to Italy,

a girl went out partying at night

and met a boy,

they made love,

and the boy took her to a hotel

and after he took her to the hotel, he gave her a box.

And when she got on the bus,

she opened the box with her friends

and saw a dead bird.

And a note saying:

"You're going to end up like this. I've got AIDS."

Really?

A bird?

-But was the girl from our school? -Yes.

Three years ago.

That's a lie.

Why is it a lie?

It's an urban legend, I heard the same in Barcelona.

No, I swear to God.

-My mum told me something similar. -Same.

Do you really believe that dead bird story?

I do.

I've gone out.

It looks good, although... -Let's see.

How pretty!

I want, too.

My mum's going to kill me.

No way!

She's not going to find out.

Look, that boy's looking at you.

No, he's looking at you.

No, he's looking at you.

He's looking at you.

No, he's looking at you.

He's looking at you.

No, at you.

At you.

He's coming, act normal.

Hello.

Hi.

What are your names?

I'm Cris.

I'm Celia.

You?

Edu.

I was thinking...

Want to make out?

No.

And you?

No.

And would your friends make out with me?

-No. -No.

Sure?

Sure.

And would you be interested in my friends?

-No. -No.

No? OK then.

-Bye. -Bye.

It makes no sense.

He's looking at us.

Monday, no!

Tuesday, no!

Wednesday, no!

Thursday, Friday Today is Friday!

Monday, no!

Tuesday, no!

Wednesday, no!

Thursday, Friday Today is Friday!

Come, come, come And escape reality

As this is the moment To stop working

They won't catch us this time

-How cool the motorbike thing! -Take your hat.

Merci.

-Brisa, your song! -I know!

-Whose turn is it? -Celia's.

No, not me!

I'm going to get a drink, OK?

-Come on, Celia! -I don't want to.

Do it for me, please.

I don't want to!

Please...

No.

You have to try new things.

Come on, it's just a ride with Cris's cousin.

Mum.

Mum...

Mum!

Leave me alone!

Why?

Mum, what's wrong?

Mother Consuelo called.

Saying she saw you on a motorbike yesterday with a random boy.

Who's that boy?

Cris's cousin.

And how old is he?

Where did you go with him?

Nowhere.

I swear.

Look, honestly...

Celia, do you have any idea how ashamed I've felt

with Mother Consuelo?

Do you?

Listen...

I can't even talk properly, please, leave.

-Do you use any form of contraception? -None.

Rubber.

No, none.

Love is something else,

and happiness comes from another path.

Early pregnancies will increase with this programme,

as it's only going to promote sexual intercourse in young people...

If it were a musical instrument?

Musical instrument? A flute.

She didn't even hesitate.

What are you doing awake?

Waiting for you.

Go to bed.

-I'll help you. -No, go to bed.

Sorry.

Celia, don't you understand? All I want is for you to study.

To get a degree, to have opportunities,

so you don't have to be like me.

Not to have to depend on anyone.

Can you make me one?

Have this one, I'm done.

What's so funny, Guadalupe?

-Please stop, Mother's coming. -It was you.

Stop throwing balls.

Good morning, girls.

Good morning, Mother Consuelo.

Very well.

Take out your notebooks.

Let's correct exercises 3 and 6.

Celia Mateo.

To the blackboard.

Let's see, exercise 3.

Common denominator of two thirds

and three fifths.

Two thirds and three fifths.

Hurry, it's for today.

Two thirds times three fifths!

Haven't you done your homework?

Then, how can you not know?

Three times five?

Three times five...

You can't even multiply!

Three times five, fifteen.

What should I do?

Send you back to second grade?

Teach you everything from scratch

so you learn to behave properly?

Come on, sit down.

Judith, your turn.

Hurry up!

Enough, relax.

Come on!

Come on!

I'm coming, I'm coming.

-Brisa! -Coming.

Enough, relax.

Hurry!

Come on!

Whenever you're ready.

OK, please turn around?

Like that. OK.

Thanks a lot, Vicky.

Next.

Judith Martínez García.

Great. Please turn around.

Next. Thanks.

Brisa Ginés.

It looks like my mom's bra.

OK.

OK. Next.

That bra is for oldies.

Next.

Celia Mateo.

-Excuse me? -Celia Mateo.

Celia Mateo...

Whenever you're ready, Celia.

Relax.

A bit lower.

That's gross!

Turn around.

Don't worry, we're finished soon.

Lower it a bit more, so we can see your backbone.

OK, girls, this is not funny.

OK, next.

Next.

Marta Ortiz Díaz.

How could you come like this?

Tell your mum to buy you a bra.

Turn around.

I can no longer give you my heart

I'll go where my boots take me

If you want me to tell you what to do

I'll tell you to bet on my defeat

Take off your clothes, that's fine

Don't leave anything to be done

If you've come to buy me Get lost

If you're coming with me Hold on

Let's get lost Girl, to the sea

There's no sunrise in this city

I don't know if I was born to run

But perhaps I was born to bet

Celia?

Celia?

Stop that right now.

Here, your crosswords.

CONDOM CAMPAIGN BORDERING ON CORRUPTION OF MINORS

You've not made dinner!

No.

Careful with the seeds.

My shoes are worn out already.

It's so hot.

You pushed me, Celia!

That man has a bad temper.

-Do you want to switch? -OK.

One, two...

But, guys, listen...

Switch with me now, Cris?

One...

-Switch? -OK.

-One, two... -Two...

-And three! -And three!

Girls, girls, my sister at the nightclub.

What the...?

Cris, quit being silly.

-What happened at the nightclub? -Nothing.

Nothing, nothing...

-I want some! -Here.

-Cris, enough. -Wow, the smell.

-Smells strong, right? -Who starts?

I'll say...

Never have I ever been asked to make out.

Oh, that's right.

Cris!

What are you doing?

She's chugged it!

-Wow... -Enough, Cris!

If she drinks it all, she'll end up in the ER.

When my mum sees the bottle, she's going to ask: "What's happened?"

I'll say: "No, it was you."

Look at her laughing.

You're not even going to drink this.

-Let's see, whose turn now? -You, Celia.

Wait...

-Come on! -Yes, one second.

Never have I ever tried to chase a pigeon.

Why do you do such weird things?

There's a lot of pigeons in the playground.

-Right, but... -I do it in Plaza del Pilar.

I do it in Plaza Cataluña.

Celia, are you OK?

Stop hitting her. You're making it worse.

Breathe, let's breathe.

Stop drinking.

Come on.

My turn!

OK... -Are you OK?

Yes, I just want to die.

Never have I ever gone out without knickers.

What?

Who does that?

-Prostitutes. -How do you know?

-They wear knickers. -Even if they take them off later.

My turn, right?

OK, let's see...

Never have I ever...

...sworn at my parents.

-Clara. -Not me.

-You did. When Juan came. -No, I never.

-Juan? -Not me.

My mum's boyfriend.

-You swore at him? -No.

Not me, Cris, I never swore! -How could you do that?

-She swore at... -Cris, shut up!

-She called her mum a bitch. -Shut up.

See? Let her talk.

-She called her a bitch. -Cris, shut up!

-Why... -Cris!

My mum's boyfriend, Juan, came home.

And, he gave her the cold shoulder,

and my mum didn't tell him off, so Clara called her a bitch.

That's a lie.

Why did you call her a bitch?

I never did.

No, you called her a "bitch!"

Besides, I call anyone I want a bitch.

-Well, my turn. -Come on.

Never have I ever...

been cocky for being from Barcelona.

Just kidding.

Why don't you drink?

I don't believe I'm cocky.

No...

You are cocky.

Your turn, Cris.

Never have I ever...

annoyed my sister's friends.

You have, Clara.

-Never. -Yes.

Drink.

You're annoying Brisa all the time.

You drink, you always annoy my friends.

Clara, it's a joke.

Well, I have another one...

Another one.

Ask. Come on.

Never have I ever been an orphan.

Shut up.

What's that about?

You're stupid.

Says the hypocrite.

Stop it, Clara.

Stop, why?

What about you?

Drink too, right?

Ah, no.

You do have a mum.

But no dad...

Come, Celia, we're leaving.

Bye, little orphans.

No, Cris, you're staying.

Celia...

It's not worth it, OK?

They're childish.

Don't get annoyed.

I don't understand.

I'm going to tell you something, OK?

But don't get annoyed at me.

OK.

At school,

they're saying your mum's a whore.

Because she had you really young

and...

she had you without being married

and no one knows who your dad is.

But my dad died.

But it's OK, really.

My parents had me without being married and it's OK.

OK?

But my parents didn't.

Are you annoyed with me?

Sure you don't want dinner?

No.

But are you OK?

I'll see you tomorrow, OK?

OK.

FAMILY REGISTER BOOK

CHAPEL

Hail purest Mary.

Conceived without sin.

I'm here to confess, Father, for I have sinned.

What sins have you committed, my child?

I don't know.

Are you obedient?

Hard-working?

You have nothing to confess, my child?

Nothing, Father.

Father.

Why is it sin to have children without being married?

...hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts,

as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Our Father in heaven,

hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts,

as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Our Father in heaven,

hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts,

as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Our Father in heaven,

hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts,

as we also have forgiven our debtors.

-Good morning. -My tummy aches.

Come on, I can't be late, I've got to go to Mrs Pilar's house.

Celia, come on!

Celia, please, I don't want to start the day off arguing.

Don't make me go in, please.

Celia, come on, I'm already thirty minutes late.

Let me stay home, just today!

What's wrong?

Has anything happened?

Tell me.

Come on.

Come on, you're going to get me fired.

I wish...

Celia, you're too old for these games.

Get out.

But mum...

Wait for me here a bit.

In case I come out and I'm still unwell, please.

Come on, go.

Go.

Very good.

C: photosynthesis.

What is it?

Girls...

Photosynthesis takes place...

Girl!

Celia.

What?

Are you sure?

Yes.

What if you get hurt?

That's the point.

I don't want to hurt you.

Come on, Brisa.

I would do it for you.

Don't throw it at my face, OK?

-You hit her face! -Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Let's see.

What's your name?

-Celia. -Celia.

What happened to you?

-I fell. -You fell, OK.

OK.

Right.

This is fine. Walk her out, please.

Right away, doctor.

Does it hurt?

Does it hurt?

No.

How did you fall?

Mum.

What?

How did dad die?

Darling, we've talked about this a lot.

He died suddenly before you were born.

But how did he die?

He died suddenly,

a heart attack.

We've already talked about this, Celia, let me watch TV.

And his parents?

You know your dad was an orphan.

Why don't you speak to your parents?

Just because, Celia, end of story.

But why?

Just because, Celia.

I've had enough of this.

I've also had enough.

Enough? Right...

I'd like to see you in the village, cleaning houses as I did at your age.

You'd learn what having enough means.

Celia, pass your plate. Have you finished?

Celia!

I've got the afternoon off tomorrow, we can make pasta, are you up for it?

You're a liar.

Wouldn't you rather come down and maybe eat here?

Are you not afraid?

No.

And do you know then who I am?

Yes, you are God.

You are a good child.

I thank you.

But all the Brothers say that I'm bad.

And what does Manuel say?

But you know?

Is he happy?

Yes.

Girls.

The nun has fallen asleep.

From this day on, you shall be known as Marcelino Pan y Vino.

Marcelino Pan y Vino?

I like it!

Hey.

I'm bored.

Shall we leave?

I want to watch in until it ends.

OK.

Are you coming?

Yes, please.

This is really boring.

Shall we go?

So naughty!

Shall we enter?

Wow.

Let's see.

What an old book.

Look. -Just like her.

"How good is the bread you give us,

fruit of your love, Jesus.

The bread you give us to eat..." -Shut up already.

"Let's 'zzing,' brothers..."

No: "Let's 'zing', brothers."

You mean "sing"?

Oh! "Let's sing, brothers."

So it's a song?

This is the day the Lord acted

We will rejoice and celebrate in it

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good

For his mercy endures forever... -Come on, shut up.

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah, hallelujah!

Hallelujah -Come on, quit it.

Let the house of Israel say...

Enough.

Sing a bit.

I don't sing, I can't sing.

They're asleep.

Look who's here.

What are you doing here?

They're here!

Everyone's looking for you.

The punishment is going to be...

Oh well...

At least we'll be together.

Look at your uniform.

Fix it.

Come on, let's go.

We called because lately your daughter has been doing certain things...

It's not right, it's not acceptable.

Here she is.

We're leaving now.

Mother.

Get moving.

Get moving.

Who is it?

Hi, aunty.

Oh, OK.

Mum.

My aunty.

She says it's urgent.

How's Mother?

Mum.

What time are you leaving?

Early in the morning tomorrow.

-I want to go. -No, Celia.

Why not?

Because you can't.

Celia.

Celia.

Get dressed quickly, I don't want to get back too late.

Yes?

Palmira?

Enter.

No, no. Come down, we are short on time.

We?

You've brought her?

Come down now, please.

I'll get ready and come down.

Mum!

Mum, the door!

Mum, this is Celia.

Come in.

...pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of out death. Amen.

Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.

Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts...

Do you want anything else?

A bit more?

Here.

Celia, come, I'll show you the hens.

Hey, aunty, there's an egg. Can I take it?

Sure. Go in and take it.

OK.

I touched the big hen.

Careful, don't get bitten.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.

Your kingdom come,

your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Mum,

shall we make dinner?

Yes.

Yes.

What do you want for dinner?

Celia.

I...

I know that you're growing up,

and that you're not a child any more.

And that you've got many questions and doubts.

Celia.

Why are you awake?

It's OK.

It's OK.

My mum's here.

Yes?

Oh, she'll see me.

Well, use my tip.

And that's that.

I'm really nervous!

Relax.

Come on, it's our turn.

Good luck, girls!

-Good luck! -Good luck!

You're going to do great!

Good luck!

Fruits of pale honey

Moons of paper

And a goldfinch sings in the orchard

Father, strong reaper

Mother, standing fountain

Its seed is winter flower

Long nights of gall

And at the end, a dreary sunrise

You can hear the birds singing over the pine forest

The ears of wheat are golden bright The reaper sings

The memories of a dark winter go with the strong wind

You can hear a song on the lane The farmer goes back home

You can hear a song on the lane

The farmer goes back home

You can hear a song on the lane

The farmer goes back home

Southern winds arrive

They bring whispers of a better time

Southern winds arrive

And to the rhythm the willows sing

SCHOOLGIRLS