美文 Care you dream
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My dream ended when I was bron. Although I never knew it then, I
just held on to something that would never happen. Dream really do
exist. But in the moreing when you wake up, they are remembered just
as a dream.
I always have the dream o dance like a beautiful ballerina twirling
around and around and hearing people applaud for me. When I was
young, I would twirl aroud and around in the fields of wildflowers that
grew in my backyard. For hours I would dance as if people were
watching me.
I would dance so fast that I would forget where I was, until I would
hear sounds that reminded me of where I really was. I thought that if I
tworled faster everything would disappear and I would wake up in a
new place. Reality woke me up when I heard a voice saying, “I don’t
know why you bother trying to dance. Ballerinas are pretty, slender
little girls. You don’t have the talent to be a ballerina!” I remember how
those words paralyzed every feeling in my body. I fell to the ground and
wept for hours.
We lived in the country by a nearby lake and I would sometimes go
there to hide. I enjoyed hanging out by the water. I would sit there for
hours and stare at my reflection. There I was,looked nothing like a
pretty ballerina dance. Reflection doesn’t lie. Once the waves would
come, my reflectoin was gone. I sat there staring at the water, hoping
that my reflection would reappear and be different.
As I grew older, I began to realize that the reason my dream was
even bron in the first place, was because it was something that was
inside of me. The dream I had was never nurtured and cared for, so it
slowly died. It’s not that I wanted it to die, but I allowed it to die the day
I started listening to the words, “You can’t do it.”
When I finally woke up from many years of dreaming, I realized that
you can’t settle for dancing in the wildflowers, you have to move on to
the platform. I still go to the lake sometimes and sit there. Looking at
my reflection is different now too. When I was young, I looked at how
others saw me, now that I am older and wiser; I look at who I really am.
