It was another starry Saturday night to cuddle up by the fire .Mom's warm smile hinted it was time. With hand-knitted blankets on, we huddle round the fire place expecting something magical tonight.
"Alright, musketeers."
Dad's hushed voice somehow held a sense of excitement.
"Who's ready for another adventure of a lifetime? Just that this time- no more adding unicorns into the story, please Lula?"
"But Dad-"
Mom's giggling interrupted, saying
"Lula honey, this time your father has something better than just unicorns."
I wondered if could there be anything more fascinating than flying colorful horses.
" Oh yeah? I'd choose cars over a pumpkin carriage"
He always has to say something just enough to make my blood boil.
"Now now, Wallace let's not start this again or your sister here is going to-""TAKE THAT YA WALLABY!"
With full force I start throwing
cushions before Dad picked me up and got me to my room. Poor Wallace was hiding & clinging on to "dear life"- or should I say Mom.The door shuts."Lula Rose Jeremiah..." I know, I know. I should've keep my mouth shut &hands to myself.But it feels so- whats the word?Unfair?Unsettling? UPSETTING.Yup,that's the word.It's like I can't not do anything when being picked on- especially for what I believe in.
"Dad,I'm sorry.I couldn't control my-"
"Lula my love,you were brave tonight." His smile lit up those kind brown eyes.One thing about Papa was he understood without me having to explain.All i had to do was throw words & he'd put em together.With a sigh of relief I gave him the biggest hug."I saw you.At the playground this morning.I'm guessing your brother & those friends of his haven't been kind lately,huh?" Told ya,Papa hears me in the silence.
"Papa,all I wanted was to join in & play football.They told me I was a girl & should be at home playing with dolls instead.When I asked them why,Wallace told me to shut up.I refused & demanded an answer. That's when that boy Chester pushed me- so I slapped him.He started crying & everyone chased me away saying I was 'troublesome'. "
Reassuringly he smiled as we sat on the edge of my bed."Well, aren't you a warrior princess.I'm afraid the only thing we're missing right now is your white horse, mi lady.However,Rover does have some fur,four paws,a waggy tail & a wet nose.Hope that works for you.your Highness." Our laughter made me forget everything else.We knelt down to pray after reading "Noah & His Ark" before bed.
I learnt something that night.
Never stop believing in love even when all you see is hate.
And above all else- the Creator sees you.Its what Papa taught me.
Little did I know this phrase would turn out to be a life saving one someday.
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DIARY OF A DREAMER : Part I
AdventureInstead of fitting into glass slippers or finding happily ever after, Lula Rose faces the real world her parents so carefully hid her from. But do dreams really come true? Or is that just another made up fairy tale too?