A little girl's dreams are beautiful

This title was written by my youngest daughter at school. Prior to seeing this beautiful writing of hers I was thinking to myself about this topic. What a coincidence?

But really, how great are our children's dreams?

What were you dreaming about when you were little?

When I was a child what was I dreaming about? I started to think about it and remember that I loved reading books and I wanted to become a writer myself. I loved watching our old pictures, mostly black and white. There were so few of them that time. No cameras, no phones.

I was fascinated by these few photos and studied them literally. Each photo had a feeling, a story.

The thing was that for a very long time this kind of little girl dreaming was considered to be a waste of time. I was supposed to do useful things. For a long time I thought my daydreams were not welcome. In the grown ups world I have to be useful.