*Dear Child – A Letter for You, to Empower your Dream

Yes, it’s you. It’s me. Every one of us is a child.

I remembered to write you, just in case you have forgotten something back in our good old days…

Do you still remember, what had been so popular about you when you were so little?

Do you remember?

You had a DREAM. (And me, too!)

Yes. And our journey all started there. Do you remember being asked by your birthday guests or the neighborhood as we ran the muddy road to school, “What is your dream, little one?” and there’d come out your big smile saying, “Someday, I want to become a successful…!”

I heard you wanted to become a pilot. Then you said you’d settle with your paintbrush. And after throwing a portion of clay at me, you said, you wanted to become a sculptor and build me a statue.

But nobody questioned you about your dream. You really held it so precious to you that when somebody disagrees, they’d be on for a mess.

You’d fight for your dream. (And you really didn’t mind if your glass of fresh carabao’s milk spilled at the party, or your three little pieces of pan de sal you have as baon gets thrown to the air as you tried to defend your dream! They’d all have to say “Yes, you will be!”

I think in any aspect of life that comes out beautifully, it starts with that- YOU HAVE A DREAM. And you’ll do anything to pursue it! Even to knock on the doors of heaven to have it.

And we used to share these lines together, lines we made up– “and because it’s– your heart’s desire– why would it not– be granted to you, to you, to you– ohh-u-ohh…” pointing at each other while singing the happy lines…

Get back to that little one, no matter how you have grown now. What had been your dream?

Is it still the same, or has it changed? Do you still want to look gorgeous in an impressive office suit, or you are convinced of owning that store of groceries by the mango tree?

If your dream has changed, then– get back to childhood. Get back to our good old days…

Let us once more be a child again. Let us remember our days of power, and persistence, and no impossibilities.. clutching tight to our dream- never going to stop till we get what we want.

It is your dream. I have mine, too!

And it is honored.

And it will be granted.

We believed so.

Let us be a child again.

Love,

Your Playmate

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*by buenalaoang