On My Days & In My Mind (by Rungaroon Plintron)

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Do Not Let Our Dreams Die

Remember? During childhood we had unlimited dreams to share to our families and our friends. We used to dream to be a doctor, a teacher, a solider, an astronaut, a hero,  and whatever that we thought that we could be. We did not worry nor afraid about how could we reach the destination of our dreams. Most of our childhood dreams were expressed into drawings, and writings to share our classmates and teachers. Our drawings reflected our inner superior of fearless to none. 


   I remember one of my first grade drawing was a picture of flying angle from the sky to help the poor girl, who get lost in the deep forest and surrounded her were many hungry  wolves and two big tigers. One of my classmate he drew the hero was fighting with the giant dragon on the cliff of high mountain. The teacher displayed all drawings on the blackboard and then each one of us came out in front of the class to tell more details in each picture. All stories were created from our imaginations. We were happy and enjoyed in listening each story one by one. 


     Somehow, as we grew up, most of us have been lost our brave and pride in our dreams and the great stories that we used to have. As number of year added more number into our ages, our childhood big dreams seem to fade away from us. Those dreams get smaller than we had started. Who stole our dreams? No one stole them, but because we careless to feed our dreams as same as we careless to take care our plants and let them dehydrate from watering and finally all plants died.


      As we integrate our lives to the real world and society, we have to run our living under many laws and regulations. The shadow of fear starts to grow fast in our minds.  We limited our free  thinking to live under the society frame, which is controlled by laws and regulations. Anxiety take over our joy of dreams while other life problems surround us in all directions, and finally we abandon our dream that we used to enjoy.  Then we desperate finding new dreams, but living forced us to move on with no time to repair the broken dream in childhood.


       However, we are not at the end of life yet, there is still the way we can do: to fight our own fears, to kill the anxiety, to live in the spirit of survivor, who can challenge all obstacles, and in the meantime, we must feed our dream to grow with hope and strong belief in God’s hands.


                                                                     © Rungaroon Plintron, 2017




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