SANTANYI MAGAZINE 01

Santanyí magazine 29 ··· Cultura I Cultura I Culture I Kultur remembers the pharmacists and writers distant look very well. He seemed more of a bishop than a pharmacist. And he said to me: what have you read? And without hesitation she answered truthfully: Nothing. Animating her he advised her to write some tale. And she did. The first one was about a woman that took the cows drinking, Antonia came with her; and from this situation her first tale evolved, which she showed to the pharmacist and writer. After having readher tale he askedher to keepwriting; andweek after week the same situation took place when she presented herself in front of the pharmacist in order to read to him what she had written. Often he fell asleep; from time to time he would open one eye and say: - “I liked this very much” Later these tales won the Toni Gros , en Vic prize. Cala d’Or, In the Sixties Then the moment of her incorporation into the working world came. I came from an environment where there was neither prospect, nor room for dreams. You were only prepared to meet a man, marry and have children. Therefore they bought you a new dress and let you take walks. The discerning eye It seems almost hardly credible, that a working class girl, submersed in a world where there was no library, even less a bookstore where one could have bought a book, had already been dreaming of writing tales. When leaving convent school playing in the street was the only thing she could do. Without being aware of the adults having been marked heavily due to the postwar period. Without understanding why people fought, shouting insults. It was then that she began evaluating the power of words. It was only when I had grown up that I got to know that some of my neighbours had been assassins and others victims. Fights were the fruit of war’s rancour, which still was cropping up in everyday’s street life. Not until these days I discovered the power of words. And while other girls were busy collecting nylon remnants, which had come in by contraband, she filed words in her head. Longing to know why there were people living in a certain way and others, in an obviously very different one, led her to writing stories which emerged on her street day after day. Encountering Bernat Vidal i Tomàs One fine day she presented herself in front of Bernat Vidal i Tomàs to announce that she wanted to be a writer. She