Our curriculum is marked by the crucial dates and events of our existence. We get used to reciting it like a litany and they come to think that this, cold dates and events, they constitute the fruit of our life. But what is hidden behind the curriculum of each of us? You know, it is true, what year we entered that college or that two years later we will finish our law studies or that some outstanding institution awarded us an award. Instead, too often we forget that behind it all was the face of the friend who gave us a frog, the laughter of the mother or the joy of discovering that a kiss opened the gates of paradise. Pasqual Alapont and Carles Alberola.
