Al Hoceima, 11th december 2006:

Last day, each group reads the argument of its story. Later we introduce them to the construction of characters: bones, skins and the textures from the photos. They all understand immediately and start taking pictures of themselves for the posterity of videogames. (The kids always flip out appearing in internet or any other thing that presents themselves, same thing happens to me, I guess.) Finally the moment of the final meeting arrives. The guys, the girls really, far from being shy and chary, assault us with questions where all this leads to and when we will come back. Once again we are very astonished, we have taken a big responsibility and apparently made a big hit with what we have done. Mohamed, our contact on the institutional side, has thanked us and repeated what the kids have said: a project like Bordergames, people like us do not come here every day. We are even more happy.

Finally we reflect about cultural or technological colonialism, rooted deeply in the history of this place, and conclude that this project should flee the european paternalism like the pest. One girl surprises us with some final words that lead to a song accompanied by the guitar and a chorus of everyone. Tears.