A Dream – Meeting Imogen Again

I woke up from my bed. My mum came rushing and said “Down by the Meadows 6 place at the security gate, they are selling some weird sort of mango treat for one crystal!” (In my dream crystals were used as money). 

My dad came into my room grinning. “Heard what mum said? Now get dressed young lady or we’ll miss those!”

So surprised at what was said I got dressed and clambered downstairs. My mum and dad shoved me by the arm and started to run. To my amazement, my legs started running along too, even if I didn’t want them to. We soon reached, and yes indeed there was a pack of a queue all pushing to be first in the line. My dad joined in and so did mumsie. I caught a glimpse of someone eating the 'Mango Treat' and it just looked like mango mashed hard into some slush. I felt like puking. But the weirdest thing about them was that everybody’s was different bits and pieces.

“You really don’t have to buy this for me, dad.” I whimpered to dad.

He took no notice of me and when it was our turn he brought back a HUGE BULGING bag of mango slices.

“Now,” my mum went on, “As a pleasant treat for you we’re swimming in the kiddy’s pool.”

I could only utter a startled cry. What? Kiddy’s pool, with babies?

“Nooo..” I wailed.

But today my legs took control of themselves and dragged me to the Kiddy’s pool. Funnily enough the Kiddy’s pool was huge and didn’t seem small enough for a toddler. There was an icicle ring around, which meant we couldn’t swim in it just yet.

Suddenly a familiar looking woman came up and asked, “Could we please have a slice or two of your mango? My daughter has been starving for weeks and so have I.”

My dad replied “Why no. Why should we give your old frothing daughter a single bit? You always ask.”

I looked to where the familiar woman’s daughter was. She was sitting on the pool-steps, fat as could be. I suddenly recognized her. “Its Aiysha.” I said to my delight. “Buffalo Aiysha!” I called out to her. Fortunately Aiysha didn’t hear me. I realized later that probably she would become a buffalo and gobble me up!

In the end my dad offered Aiysha’s mum two slices of mango treat. Aiysha’s mum ran off to Aiysha saying “Here darling, take a slice. This one’s for you and the other for me and..”

Aiysha grabbed both the slices and stuffed them in her mouth. “YUM.” She replied, greedily.

“Mummy” she suddenly yelled, “Get me more mangoes”. Aiysha’s mum rushed to us, running as if all was worth it. But we rushed off to another step and sat next to some of my school friends. Then the swimming thing started. I jumped in first along with somebody else.

“Imogen!” I yelled, not able to believe my eyes.

“Hello old friend.” She exclaimed “Well, this is a pleasant surprise I say, there’s Amani and the rest. How lovely. Oh, I did miss you back there in England, Divina!”

I went to great Amani and the other girls. Imogen then was showing a marvelous display of front crawl with her face down in the water. Everybody applauded “I need a volunteer” she asked the enthralled crowd of swimmers and onlookers. Everybody put their hand up, but Imogen chose me.

“Face down in the water.” Imogen commanded. “Hold my hand and swim Divina.” I did as I was told and in some times practice I could do it wonderfully well.

Everybody else begged Imogen to teach them. She picked Sophie Plumbridge and a few others. After a few minutes a couple of girls got bored of this and did what they wanted to, breast-stroke, free-style and practice the other strokes. All very soon this came to an end. I hugged Imogen goodbye, thanked her for teaching me and went back home. I took a short power nap on the sofa and after that sensed someone near at the door. I opened the door and found a grey haired lady coming my way. I decided to be a bit silly then and lifted up my shirt and shouted a few rude words at the lady. She looked rather cross, so I headed quickly inside and into the study room from where I could see this peculiar, uncomfortable old looking lady peering outside the rectangle window. I prayed she could forget me and all the things I just said to her. There was a green flash of smoke and the lady disappeared and then appeared again in a most spooky way. She rang on the doorbell twice and waited for an answer. My mum answered the door and pulled me up to this old person.

“Hello.” My mum muttered looking down “ Um…Divina…this is…um..um…um..”

“The name is Madam Curie” the lady replied with a beaming smile. “Divina, I’ve come to assist you with your English.”

I glared at mum who was looking a trifle pale. Why couldn’t she tell me this all before? What was the matter practicing, before a day like this arrived?”

Madame Curie led me to the sofa. “Do sit down.” She said. I felt like glaring at her too but didn’t. What right did she have to barge into the house like this and offer me to sit down on my own furniture?

“We are going to do definitions today.” She announced to me, then carried on with the most weirdest words.

“One wrong.” She said with a smile. “Just one. Poitaro means someone who carves a pot – a professional.”

Half of these words she made up, I thought to myself. Who knows what words like Poitaro and Zancfus means? To my great relief Madam Curie got up and…I WOKE UP..

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My dad had shouted at me and startled me off this dream by yelling “Wake up time Divina. Breakfast served” or something which usually meant “get yourself up and off that bed, lazybones!”

I hope you enjoyed the dream, and I’m sure you enjoyed reading about greedy Aiysha. But you’ll have to promise NOT to tell Aiysha any of this, will you?

-Divina – the dreamer of this dream

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Read another account of my dream here and here