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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Dream in my Childhood


When I was a child, I dreamed about Santa Clause once or twice. I used to wish to see Santa giving me gifts in Christmas. That time I was about only 2 or 3 years old, and I did really believe in Santa, but not now anymore.

Sometimes it's a little hard for me to recall my dreams from 9 or 10 years ago. Anyway, I'll try to recall and describe it to you as clear as possible.

In the dream, it was about 6 o'clock in the evening. I was standing behind the door of my house. I saw an old man dragging big big bags into his vehicle - which I didn't really know what it was. All i could know is that it was made out of pieces of wood, it's old but it was so steady. '' I wish I could have a ride on it sometimes'' I told myself. I stood there for such a long time, until I heard my mom called me from the distance. The man turned around and look at me fiercely. I was so scared that the man would catch me for watching what he had been doing. I started to run away from the door as quick as I could. I couldn't find anyone in my house nor my mom who had just called my name. I was so shocked and I ran out to the street. It was so cold outside, my heart was beating so fast and my cold tears were running down my cheeks. I was running so swiftly. Luckily, the old man didn't follow me up anymore and I was awaken by that time.'I stepped out of my bed and trying to find if there were people in the house. I saw my mom at first sight, I was so happy. I wish I wouldn't have the next episode of this dream again.



Anyway, sometimes I really want to go back to my childhood. That was my happiest and the most enjoyable time of my life. Being a little girl, I was so carefree. I would do whatever I like to, and my life wasn't as hard and busy as now. That's why sometimes I behave like a 3-year-old girl, and my friends say that I'm so childish. But that's okay, I got used to that '' childish '' word because sometimes it does fit me.

Monineath

4 comments:

  1. Monineath,
    I really love what you share, especially in the last paragraph! It's very insightful. It reminds me that we all have a child within us. I also think about what it was like before I had to be responsible, when I could just play and imagine. There's something very special about remembering that and keeping that child alive inside. So - you can see that your writing touched something in me, the reader - which is what good writing should do.

    I enjoyed the dream about Santa Claus. I liked the description of him dragging big bags onto the wooden vehicle, and how he looked at you "fiercely." We usually picture Santa Claus as a friendly, jolly guy but someone who can magically fly anywhere and knows everyone and everything is the kind of person who could see right inside us! That can be frightening. If it were my dream, I would feel proud of this child who could see "secrets." I feel like she is very curious and perceptive.

    Suggestion: How could you describe what Santa Clause looks like, besides "an old man?"

    Another suggestion you might want to try sometime: when retelling a dream, it can be interesting to try writing it in the present tense. This makes the reader more involved, like it's happening right now!

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  2. thanks so much teacher for your suggestion. I'll improve my writing skills more and more.

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