Every time Camila sees a bench in a schoolyard, she smiles. In her school, that was the place for secrets, laughter, and dreams. She used to sit there with her friends, imagining the future, telling stories, or just looking at the sky without a care in the world.

One time, after a tough exam, she sat there alone. Her teacher came over and said:
—What matters isn’t the grade. It’s what you’re learning about yourself.

Now, whenever Camila sees a bench like that, she doesn’t remember subjects… she remembers people, feelings, and the little things that shaped her life.

Una vez, después de un examen difícil, se sentó ahí sola. Su profesor se acercó y le dijo:
—Lo importante no es el resultado. Es lo que estás aprendiendo de ti misma.

Hoy, cada vez que Camila ve una banca como esa, no recuerda las materias… sino las personas, las emociones y las pequeñas cosas que marcaron su vida.