They say if you dream about something strongly enough, it will surely come true. Let me tell you a story that happened to a little girl I knew from my neighbourhood.
We lived on the same landing. Every morning, a girl named Lucy was taken to nursery school by her grandmother. They would chat about natural phenomena: snow and rain, wind and storms, sea waves and river pebbles, about the changing seasons.
Grandmother told Lucy about winter, spring, summer and autumn. The girl was very inquisitive and, at four years old, remarkably clever and intelligent for her age. Her imagination and fantasy were highly developed. Lucy tried to endow all the objects and phenomena around her with magical powers and fairy-tale abilities.
On the way to nursery school, when the little girl was still very sleepy but needed to walk quite quickly and a fair distance, she imagined she was asleep, and everything they encountered along the way was a wonderful magical dream.
The flowers in the flowerbeds seemed to greet her, swaying their bright and fragrant heads, as if saying:
Good mor-ning!
The butterflies circling above the flower heads echoed:
Have a love-ly day!
The cars driving past sometimes honked at each other, and Lucy imagined a melody for the horn, performed by an invisible orchestra conducted by a talented conductor.
The girl grew older, and when she started school, she realised there were many complexities she would like to simplify.
Although many devices had already been invented and created to help with household tasks, such as mixers, blenders, coffee machines, microwave ovens, hairdryers, vacuum cleaners and others, Lucy wanted something more that could make life easier for girls, young women and women.
She wished, for example, that homework could be done with a wave of a magic wand, without strain or effort. And since at the end of every magic wand there was usually a small shining star, counting its points—of which there were five—Lucy realised she needed to study and get only top marks. And she loved learning.
When sitting down to do her homework, she would address the magic wand with the words:
Star, little star, shine bright, help me with my homework tonight!
And the rays would shine even brighter, which delighted the girl, and she would learn her lessons quickly, joyfully and accurately.
Lucy also loved going to parties that her friends organised for various holidays, and inviting guests to her own celebrations.
Parties always required stylish and bright, interesting and amusing themed outfits. And for storing them, our girl had a magical trunk with a combination lock, which she had inherited from her beloved grandmother-sorceress.
On the eve of a party, Lucy would approach the trunk, enter the code consisting of seven special numbers, and when it opened, she would look at its contents with delight.
Inside was a double-sided mirror with a handle, in a beautiful carved silver frame. She would turn to it for help in creating her hairstyle and choosing her makeup. Looking at herself in one side of the mirror, Lucy would ask for help, and a minute later she would turn the mirror to the other side and see her completely transformed reflection, with beautifully styled hair and makeup appropriate for the occasion.
In this trunk there was also a box with sewing supplies: needles of various thicknesses, coloured threads, sharp pins, different scissors. And beneath this box were various fabrics, ribbons and pieces of braid.
In short, everything that might be needed for sewing. Lucy would ask these objects for her outfits. She would touch threads of a certain colour with her hand, and that was already a wish. That meant she wanted a dress of exactly that colour. Everything happened by magic and her desire.
For New Year, the girl would choose a white dress, for 8th March—pink, in summer—red and green, in autumn—yellow, for Halloween—orange, and for her birthday—lilac.
This girl Lucy also had fairy-tale helpers that helped her move quickly. These were wonderful catch-up roller skates, a fast zoom-scooter, a speed-bike, and light-step trainers. She used all these items very often, which amazed her classmates.
But one day, disregarding traffic safety rules and not wearing knee pads or elbow pads, she went on her catch-up roller skates after her friends and, stumbling over a kerb, fell. The bruise wasn't severe, but the annoyance at not catching up with her friends was great. Lucy sat on the edge of the kerb and cried.
Oh, if only a kind prince would appear now and comfort me. And even better, if he would help me up and continue the journey with me, being my support and encouragement.
Lucy closed her eyes and lowered her head. Lost in thought, she sat for another couple of minutes and decided to carry on, not hoping for a miracle.
She raised her head, opened her eyes and…
Before her stood a real prince, in ceremonial attire and with a crown on his head. His hair was blowing in the wind, his clothes shone with splendour, and a smile never left his face. He extended his hand to Lucy and helped her up.
The prince was also on roller skates (nowadays all modern princes travel exclusively on roller skates), and they continued together, holding hands.
The girl couldn't believe her happiness, because it turned out that everything she had dreamed of had come true!
That's why you must dream. And if you're kind, well-mannered and study hard, dreams will surely come true. You just have to really want it. Read fairy tales to children, and magic will surely come true in your life too!
