Blood of My Blood

We are somewhere in the north of Spain. After crossing a town, in the rain, at the end of a tunnel, the valley of Solana opens up. The grain and the flickering of the film add a dreamlike quality to the journey that begins in the deserted mountains. For thirty years now, the villages have been emptied of their inhabitants, who were snatched by the towns, as a shepherd tells Emmanuel Piton.

Patrona, Mexico. A railroad runs through the village. Every day, migrants try to cross the American border, crammed onto the roofs of the freight trains. As soon as they hear the train whistle blow, Norma, Bernarda and a dozen of other women from Patrona stand along the tracks to help the men who dream of a better life.

Out in the suburbs around Paris, a specialized teacher, Josiane, is taking care of five children failing at school. There, they share their fears, joys and sufferings at school. 'In session do not disturb' introduces us to their world while they will learn to learn.