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One day, just like others, I was on my way to the school Tirso de Molina because of a punishment that the headmistress had put to me. When I wasarriving I saw a tough car running over her. I quickly called the ambulance to safe her.

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The high school Tirso De Molina has been in Vallecas already 50 years.

Can you imagine how would be in many years?

How about a futuristic high school?

Maybe the timetable changes and instead of teachers we have robots?

So now we have to let our imagination get carried away.

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When I was young , my best friend , a blonde girl called Aitana moved to another school .I’ve not seen her since then .Years later, at Tirso de Molina school, a blonde girl was sitting there.

* Aitana , are you?

* Yes! Noemi! I missed you so much !

And we hugged strongly

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When you feel happy but scared at the same time is very strange. That's what I felt the first time when I entered in the Tirso of Molina. Happy, because I entered with a lot of my friends and scared because all my life I went to the same school.

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My three friends and me; a powerful friendship that made everyone tremble until that year. Lucas, Marina and Mateo were like brothers, we went everywhere together, we stayed, etc. That damn day that I've been cursing for so many years.They put us in separate classrooms, that's where everything started...

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I came here, nervous and scared, thinking of how different it would be. As I came in, it was huge, and impressive. The hall was so lightened and the classes were enormous. Nowadays it`s normal for me to come to class, it`s so funny to come for Tirso de Molina.

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High school. The place some teenagers compare with 🤬 or jail, while others just enjoy being there. The place where good friends and not so good friends are made. The place where you can have good times if you're with the right people. My high school is Tirso de Molina.

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Oh no! I can’t run late. They will leave without me. It was 10 a.m and in 5 minutes everyone will leave Tirso the Molina to go to Monfragüe. Suddenly I’m hearing someone saying “we got to our destination” and that’s when I woke up. We just got to Monfragüe.

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I  remember my first day, it was five years ago, a long time ago, also I can remember all the people I have met and the things I have learnt during this years, probably I will forget all in a couple of years, but not this name.. Tirso de Molina

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Tirso de Molina, my life. It is not only my life, my parent´s life, my cousins’ life, my brother´s life. We live here in Vallecas where this great high school is. We study for a good life, to live well. We are educating good people. Tirso de Molina, my life.

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The space station Tirso de molina is in Mars. One day, I listened to an explosion and I felt a whistle in my ear. I felt strangely after hearing the explosion. My friend sent a whatsapp and he told me that the space station had exploded. Suddenly I got up.

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50 years ago, the day of inauguration of Tirso de Molina, strange things happened. The girl decidedto visit the classroom of the new high school. Suddenly the girl saw a strange shadow and she felt shaking chills. The girl left running. She will never forget what she lived there.

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I went to Tirso de Molina high school one day and it was empty. Then I went to my house and I remembered that we were on summer holidays, so I went to the swimming pool with my friends. I started swimming in the pool and finally I went home.

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I have been studying in Tirso de Molina for two years, but it was built fifty years ago.  I think it is a good high school. I met friends here, but some enemies too. And about the teacher, it’s the same. This year is its anniversary and it is incredible.

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Commemoration of Tirso de Molina high school. In 1968 our high school was founded. It has provided 50 years of education in Vallecas. In my opinion, now the students are friendly and sociable and the teachers are nice and patient with the students. The activities are fun. I love it

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Two years ago, in Tirso de Molina high school, there was a boy called David. David was ill and he was in a wheelchair. Two classmates bullied David.

One day, they saw David playing basketball. The two classmates loved playing basketball so they played together. Now they are big friends.

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The first year in IES Tirso de Molina. In my case my school friends went to other high schools like Vallecas I When I entered my class, there were many new people, new classmates. This year was so good because all my classmates were friendly, funny, and we had an amazing tutor.

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One day at Tirso de Molina, the math teacher was explaining a topic and suddenly, a sound was heard as if it were a mobile ringtone. But the sound came from outside and it turned out to be the bell of the high school. It was a very funny moment.

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When I was 13 I was at primary school, afraid of how the high school would be with older people, (now I am one of them). My teachers didn't stop saying that I would have to study hard. Finally when I arrived at Tirso de Molina I felt very proud.

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I had been in the same school all my life, but I got to a point where I wanted and needed a change. They told me about “Tirso de Molina”. Nowadays I´m very happy I came. I´ve felt comfortable from the first moment and I have made great friends .

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Friends? What is that? It is what I have found in this high school, Tirso de Molina. Here I have learnt a lot of things not only about studies but also about real life. I wish that this school become a better place for all the people to come.

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When everybody hates Mondays because it’s the day that the routine starts, I want to go to my high school, Tirso de Molina, because I’m going to see my friends and when I’m in that situation I feel very happy because I feel I am having the best time ever.

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The first time I entered Tirso de Molina was to register. While waiting in line everyone was greeting one another. I felt nervous thinking I was the only one new . But when I entered the class I realized  I wasn't the only one feeling strange among everybody. What a relief!

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Tirso de Molina. It was my change. It was my second place.
I started in 2013 it seems so far and at the same time so close.
It was my change. Bad and good years.
I will always have lots of memories.
All in my mind. All in my heart.

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Tirso De Molina, you have seen me cry, laugh and sometimes, raise my voice in a not so
pleasant manner. Don’t tell on me. I know you’ve caught me cheating as well. I bet there
have been lots of people like me these past 50 years. Damn, you are old!

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Today is my last day in high school. I will make the most of every minute, every second. I will remember all that they taught me, their help and friends that are unforgettable. Although I had some difficulties I could really overcome them in the high school Tirso de Molina.

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The first day I entered Tirso De Molina was when I was 12 years old.
My first impression was a huge building with many corridors.
At the beginning I was nervous since it was my first time in a high school and because I was going to meet new people.

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My first day at high school in Tirso de Molina. I was very nervous and happy at the same time. Nervous because I did not know what was going to come over me, happy because I was going to meet new people. I was going to meet new people.

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In the high school Tirso de Molina there is a mysterious class. 2nd D. The legend says that the ghost of a teacher lives there, always trying to make children behave badly in the class. One of the girls in the class, called Jenifer is trying to solve the mystery.

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One day someone had the good idea to create schools that let people study together, no matter they were girls or boys. Nowadays there are many schools like this with girls and boys. Each school or high school has a history, my history is in Tirso de Molina. And yours?

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In Tirso de Molina high school there were mice but today there is only one left. This mouse has many underground tunnels to escape. Every day the mouse watches the children work in class and study. But one day a child sees the mouse and it escapes through the tunnels.

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It all happened in the laboratory. In that damn laboratory on the second floor of the high school Tirso de Molina 50 years ago. I remember it perfectly. It was a cold Tuesday, first period. The zombie epidemic started in that laboratory and I was the last and only survivor.

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She crossed the street. There were loads of boys and girls in small groups talking in excited voices. She went over to a group of girls and presented herself. They started talking immediately. She had a feeling that her first day at Tirso de Molina was going to be great.

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Tirso de Molina , a place of six beautiful gardens. The first begins its growth with great shyness. The second already wants to sprout very insistently. The third is stronger and its petals show its colour. The fourth loses its rich aroma. The last two wither while the others remain.

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One day, I finished my stage at  primary school then I started a new one. My new institute was Tirso de Molina. I have been here for three years, I have lived many good experiences and bad too!.I have met very good friends, I have gone through different classes.

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Margarita  Batista Rodriguez (1st cycle)

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Margarita  Batista Rodriguez (1st cycle)

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The idea of arriving at Tirso de Molina school  frightened me a lot because I thought I was not going to have friends. The first day  I was  with some friends of the school. One day a very kind girl came and we started talking. Now we are great friends.

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Narcissus was a difficult child. He was sinister. Then he started stealing flowers. In his hiding place he destroyed the stolen flowers with astonishing coldness. he annihilated gardens, balconies and squares. He became famous terrorizing  at Tirso de Molina , he lost illusions and colors. The police never caught him.

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I have been in Tirso de Molina  School since 2016 ,I passed first year . I met Adrián and Christian, and  I went to second year. Then I repeated 2nd and I met Raul Popa and we talked about life.
I repeated again and that's why I arrived to Pmar.

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We are a lost case, it is undeniable. Corrupt souls, shattered minds, broken consciences.
Our values ​​are sunk; our spirit, finished; our dignity, disappeared.
It is useless to wait for justice, for the truth to prevail ...
"Father," interrupted Mr. Tirso de Molina , "listen to me, do not prepare.

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When I arrived at Tirso de Molina my first impression was that everything was going to be difficult but I was going to deserve the penalty.I met people who have become my great friends, some teachers nicer than others. It would not change  anything that I had lived.

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In Tirso de molina institute there is a rumor : there is a spirit that wanders through the emergency stairs that appears at night and has frightened some students of the evening school.  Everyone knows the tragic story of this little girl who appears leaving people unconscious without remembering anything.

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IES Tirso De Molina is 50 years old and I have been able to enjoy 4 years of them, I congratulate the institute for all the effort, all the help it provides, and all  it has to endure from all of us, In addition to all the good times, Thanks.

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I was there, one night in  Tirso de Molina, because I had to be punished, and it was a little late, but when I realized it I was alone, the doors were closed and I had no way out, I was desperately looking help but I did not find anyone.

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During these 50 years that meets the Tirso de Molina Institute, which I have only spent 4 of them, I can say that the experience of being in the center is the best you can have thanks to the people who completed the center, congratulations tirso , and a greeting.

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This story is about a 15-year-old girl, who suffered bullying and hated going to  school.  One day there was a fire in the laboratory and a  girl didn't  come out alive. Since then she heard cries, shouts, and says " What would happen if the school were Tirso de Molina"

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Today I am the person I looked for and couldn't find., I found true friends here  and I am experiencing the purest and cleanest feeling of love I ever thought I had, for you. Thank you Tirso de Molina  because for you I feel  I am a perfectly imperfect person.

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During 50 years  IES Tirso de Molina has offered the children Vallecas  many opportunities to study, one of them is  me, who has been here for  4 years. It has been a very good experience . I started at Carlos Solè  building , until it closed. Then we all came here.

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On April 17th, Tirso de Molina will be 50 years , they have helped us a lot, they have made us laugh, we have celebrated  parties , it sees us grow up. Thanks institute ! you do a lot  for us and give us opinions sometimes , good and sometimes bad

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Years ago  this wonderful institute Tirso de Molina was created, the teachers are wonderful and although they do not seem to help us, they help us a lot with our problems.There is little left for their anniversary to be celebrated in a big way with music, games and many things.

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Bruce Ramsés León Quispe. (Bachillerato)

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Bruce Ramsés León Quispe. (Bachillerato)

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I remember that six years ago i started this story, it was my first day in this highschool called Tirso de Molina. The corridor, the classrooms, all seemed that had a story on it. Now, six years later I can say that my story has been written in those classrooms.

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It was a girl who has lived in Vallecas all her life. She finished primary school and decided to go to Tirso de Molina high school. An administrative error assigned her to a different school from the one she wanted. However she investigated the incident and finally achieved her goal!

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That first day I was very excited. I was going to go from primary school to high school, but not any school, I was going to Tirso de Molina. I didn’t know how many people I would meet, but I knew it was going to be a very good year!

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When I entered Tirso de Molina I was happy because I would be with all my friends, but then I started to feel anguish because I realized I would have many exams. At last I thought that I wanted to die because it’d be a lot of pressure for me.

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When I came to Tirso de Molina for the first time, I didn’t know my life would change. I didn’t imagine how it was going to be like! I hated coming here but now I don’t know what I’d have done without this place which makes me a better person.

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It was too long ago, I was moving. My new home had a name: Tirso de Molina. The neighbours were there to welcome me. That day, they told me my life was going to change totally. I didn’t believe it, cause I didn’t know yet how my life would change.

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It’s one more day in Tirso de Molina high school and a boy, who has been in love with a girl since he was at school, was going to declare his love to her. But he realized she wasn’t the best person for him so he took the sadness road…

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The high school Tirso De Molina has given me all I have until now: all my friends, my living experiences, my memories, all I need at this time of my life to be a happy and mature person. And all these things make me be myself and not someone else.

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One day in a Tirso de Molina’s class students totally disagreed with their teacher and started singing their feelings. They expressed themselves so well that even the teacher cried. Everyone was amazed with the friendship of this class. Three months ago they were strangers, but they are a family now!

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There is a place where young people study to have a great future. Sometimes there might be conflicts in class. But, despite it, the class works together to solve any problem that may come up because we are like a family. The name of this place is Tirso de Molina.

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Yesterday I received a letter from Tirso De Molina. They said that I was admitted in their school. I started jumping and crying, cause I had been thinking about this moment since I was little. When I went to see how the school was I knew my life would change!

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Tirso de Molina was playing with his friends. They were having a lot of fun, they were really good friends! But Tirso de Molina was very happy: it was a special day for him. He had just become 50 years old. He will celebrate it with his family and enjoy!

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I was a shy girl without friends or happiness. During the breaks I was lonely, just looking at how beautiful a guy was. One day someone sat next to me, it was the beautiful guy, he liked me! Tirso de Molina makes me realize how beautiful love is. Thank you!

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I was a shy girl without friends or happiness. During the breaks I was lonely, just looking at how beautiful a guy was. One day someone sat next to me, it was the beautiful guy, he liked me! Tirso de Molina makes me realize how beautiful love is. Thank you!

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I entered Tirso de Molina and raised my head to look at people. They all were different to each other but they were accepted. At that time I knew if I was different there, they wouldn’t criticize me like in other places. Being different is incredible and more in here!

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Sometimes, in Tirso de Molina high school, you feel like if you had a family here, you feel comfortable and loved, just one more in this small family that is growing as years go by, thanks to the care and attention that the people inside this family put into it.

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50th anniversary, this institution honors the Spanish writer Tirso de Molina, an advanced writer for his time, the school proves this quality with the teachers and with their interactive way of teaching. In its facilities, cultural diversity can be observed, this enriches our knowledge and the way we see life.

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I am studying in the IES Tirso de Molina highschool, my last year there.

The math teacher was explaining a new theory while the others were taking notes; instead I am sitting next to an animal when suddenly the alarm of the telephone rings and I wake up from this nightmare.

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It was raining, it was night, I was running down the street 'Tirso de Molina' I felt like that man was on my heels, I couldn’t breathe, I lacked air, my legs were numb, he was going to catch me, it was clear. I was telling myself: do not stop running.

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Tirso de Molina… this name of a great poet was given to a highschool, although between students and teachers we like to call it Tirso, was born 50 years ago gaining its prestige. In this 50 years there have been many people that forgot illusions by seeing their dreams fullfilled.

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“I’ve saved two euros today”, the girl said, pridefully, walking down the corridor of her school, Tirso de Molina. “Two? Only? And you sound so proud of yourself…”, replied her childhood friend. “Come on, you always make me feel like such a fool! I won’t share my chips with you!”

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I woke up in order to go a very special place. A place where different emotions take place: happiness and sadness, joy and sickness, peace and war…, the place where I spend most of my days, a place where amazing people get on together, a place called Tirso de Molina.

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It was Monday 7th September, 2014. I was just in front of my new high school, Tirso de Molina, standing up nervously, being surrounded by crowds and crowds of people. No words coming out from my mouth, no facial expression being showed but some sun light illuminating my dusky eyes.

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June, everyone taking their schoolbags and running quickly out of school for summer, but you know what is beautiful about the last day of school? That after a year waiting to leave you can finally feel how all the experiences and memories come back to your mind making you smile.

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A building, a place that marks the beginning of a fresh start. A place to look upon the future and not the past. A place of equality and mutual respect. A place to meet new people and make new friends. A place, a high school a name Tirso de Molina.

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I turn around the photograph I found inside an old book from the library. There’s a date and a place written in there: “Tirso de Molina, 1986”. In the picture, a girl resting against a wall is laughing. I wonder where she is now. I wonder if she’s still happy.

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At last 50 years have passed, I finally graduate this year in Tirso Molina school. I have lived so many unforgettable moments that I can barely fit in my heart but they will always be in my memory. It seems that only 4 years have passed. Time passes too fast…

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I dream about running away to a place no one knows me. About being someone different, someone better. Sometimes I even dream about touching the sky. But then I wake up and I’m just a girl studying in Tirso de Molina. But I don’t lose hope. Someday I’ll achieve everything.

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One day I was in maths class in Tirso de Molina’s high school, when suddenly y saw a guy walking by the corridor, and I don’t know why, I thought I knew him, and then, I knew who he was, it was my ex-best friend from primary school, it was unbelieveble.

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It was there. It was on the TV, on the pone, in the Street, right in front of me. I can’t tell exactly what was going on. Everybody was running, the cars were burning, people dying in the middle of the Street.The apocalypse was there in Tirso de Molina city.

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It was 9 a.m. when Carlos decided to leave home. He was a teacher and he was going to know where he would have to work this year. He arrived and he didn’t believe it, he was at Tirso de Molina school, the school where he had studied years ago.

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When I was a teenager I studied in the high school "Tirso de Molina" and there I met my current wife. I met her in third of ESO since we were in the same class, so I tried to love her forever. I do. And this happened fifty years ago

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Tirso de Molina said, "All that is has been stolen people say it tastes better." Unfortunately, society has accepted postmodernism as a lifestyle and creates truths based on lies (post-truth) for sheer interest. If we apply that to morality, the words of Tirso would make sense to many people today.

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It was  crowded, I found myself amongst  people I didn´t know, I tried to speak, but no words were uttered, I was mute. I recognized where I was, my old high school Tirso de Molina. I heard a scream... I recognized that voice instantly. I opened my eyes, I was dreaming.

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It was a normal day, neither hot nor cold. I saw a lot of my friends there. They seemed to be as excited as me. We entered the place and were guided there. After a short introduction we went home and I concluded my first day at Tirso de Molina.

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They were walking down the street when little Elena stopped to look at a cluster of people inside Tirso de Molina, her brother's school.

"Aren't they too old to attend school?" - she wondered.

"They aren't students, sweetie" - he answered – "Today is Election Day and they're going to vote!"

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I was alone, a Sunday morning, writing about Tirso de Molina. Who was going to tell me that leaving my wallet in that little café was going to be something that I would remember all my life. I stopped being alone to be accompanied by the love of my life.

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He remembered a lifetime with his beloved, trips, evenings, moments lived with the illusion intact of the first day when two young students met at the IES TIRSO DE MOLINA 50 years ago. Now that she was not there, he felt that his ambitions to live had left with her.

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I was twelve and I have never been in such a place like that. I was so terrified, but I finally decided to enter. No one realised the surprisingly thing I was doing. I felt invisible. Suddenly, I looked up and saw a big sign that said “Tirso de Molina”.

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He got on his train like every day but that journey was different. That totally unknown presence at his side triggered unexpected sensations. How could something so alien become so necessary? Day after day on that train they searched, they discovered each other ... they were Tirso de Molina students

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One day , two years ago in Tirso de Molina we played a football match teachers against students . It was a great experience and a very nice moment to remember. As for the game, students were better and we won but it was a very difficult and funny game.

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I will tell you a story that happened at Tirso de Molina. The story is about a guy who was playing volleyball when his earring got stuck in the net. His ear was completely cut, so, he went to the hospital to have it  sewed it. He is fine now.

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Hi, my first day of class was in 2012. I remember that I was quite nervous and a little scared because I saw others bigger than me. And it was all new to me. The school is called Tirso de Molina. Now my thoughts have changed. We are in 2018

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He knows this is important. Maybe it is the most important moment until now. But there is too much pressure on him
and everybody is looking at him. The Tirso De Molina team depend on him, just on him. He looks to the goalkeeper
and then to the ball. (Beeep)...

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I remember my first day at Tirso De Molina. We knew it in advanced because of the presentation but we were nervous. I remember my first class because we didn’t do nothing we only get to know our teachers. I also met some new people that are know my friends

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One day in Tirso de Molina a group of students were playing with a pen form one side to another side of the class. A boy threw a pen very hard and stuck it in the wall, and the teacher saw it but said nothing we all started to laugh.

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She knows too much, she’s too clever for us’ Tirso de Molina’s director said nervously.

‘So, what should we do about her?-the secretary asked;

‘Just make her disappear’- he said angrily;

‘Okay, got it’.

The next hour, Heather was called out to our tutor’s office and then never seen again.

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Not so long ago I was starting secondary school. I remember my first day in Tirso de Molina as a level up step for me. It was so exciting, new people, new teachers and above all a new school. Nowadays I can not imagine my life far away from here.

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It was strange to have to leave after so many years of my life there, good, bad times, the best friends you could have are one of the incredible memories that I’ll take forever. It was time to say goodbye. We had graduated and we were leaving Tirso De Molina.

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It was a long time since I came back to this place. Everything looks as I remembered, nothing has changed. Well, there were some few changes. There were also the same people as there were in my times, maybe some new teachers, but nothing else. I missed Tirso De Molina.

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I remember a day at the high school Tirso de Molina, I was with a few friends at the break playing the tournament of basketball, it was the final match and we were playing with very difficult rivals, but at the end we won and we received a big cup-