Wind In My Head: Mother of All Dreams
Wind In My Head
Friday, August 12, 2005
Mother of All Dreams
My mom rings me a few nights ago just to tell me of a totally bizarre dream she had. Apparently, she was walking through the rain and bumped into both Packrat and I and she couldn't figure out why we were there. What was weird about the dream was the fact that I was in a green shirt (I have 2 green tops in my entire wardrobe because I don't particularly like how green makes me look.) with fish(!) on it (once again, no fish. Butterflies are my chosen motif if necessary). And Packrat was in the same motif-ed shirt, just more brown than green.It doesn't sound as bizarre as some of the dreams I've had, but it's weird enough and I now know where I can trace my eccentric dreams to. My Mother.
The very same mother that passed down a dent on the head and forever preventing me from being able to do a Sinead O'Connor and bow legs, stopping me from having perfect arabesque lines.
The very same mother who is forgetful and loses everything, wallets, phones, handbags, sunglasses. I lost my staff pass card yesterday, sometime between the washroom and the car on the way out. This meant I was at the mercy of people who were entering and exiting the office. I felt like an errant child who was made to stand outside as punishment.
I must however make it clear that all this is all said with great affection, although it does get annoying when you have to cancel her credit card the nth time or have her wake you up at some ungodly hour to tell you someone rang and she is unable to remember who.
All my mother. :)
But it is my mother also that gave me my Peranakan-ness and I wouldn't trade that for straight legs.
And I should be so lucky to get half her wisdom and my kids half her creative ways. That one skipped a generation with me.
Oh well, we can't all be like our mothers. What will our fathers do then?
Ondine tossed this thought in at 11:40
3 thoughts...
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At 7:23 pm
Threez said... Oh wait, I didn't tell you about MY dream of you. Sitting in a chair, back facing me, you look back at me and you have a bump the size of Mount Everest, encased in a tight long blue stretch tank top (probably from Gap Maternity). Your hair is in a pony tail. You must have been like 8.5 months along ...
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At 3:59 pm
Unknown said...
hey, was just reading some of your past entries and realised you studied in melb? just wanna ask, have u stayed in those uni colleges before?
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At 5:42 pm
Ondine said...
Serene, I haven't stayed in the uni colleges but I've heard of people who have. It's a fun experience for a while because there're all these traditions like dressing in formal robes for dinner, until you realise people wear shorts and slippers underneath it! But it's a good experience nonetheless. You make a great number of friends. Are you going to Melb uni or one of the other unis? The quality of the colleges range from uni to uni. :) Hope this helps. Let me know if you need more information.