Thursday, December 14, 2000

Dream Log: December 14, 2000

"At that moment Dorothy saw lying on the table
the silver shoes
that had belonged to the
Witch of the East.
'I wonder if they will fit me,' she said to Toto.
'They would be just the thing to take a long walk in,
for they could not wear out."

~I ran into the rec center at the school and the vice principal said Hurry up Deb we need someone to translate!
Parlez-vous Fran├žais? thinking I speak Spanish much better. It was lunchtime
and the student was reading the paper at the picnic table in the cafeteria. Excitedly she pointed to the ad for
the silver shoes marked up to $1000.00 from $299.99.
How clever the advertisment was to have woven a sample of the shoe fabic right
into the newpaper. I could feel the texture when I reached out to touch it. It was clearly not a language barrier, but
a reason barrier and I was going to have a hard time translating why she wanted to buy this shoe for her friend .
~ I looked off and on all night for a scripture in the Bible to express how angry I was.
It was aggravating to never find one.
~ I was so annoyed with her I didn't even care enough to hate her.......
THAT'S how annoying she was! That's pretty darned annoying, I told my husband