I remember only a little
about the dream from which I awakened. In
the dream, I was sitting in the waiting room at an office, or maybe a
clinic. Somehow, I had managed to sit
between a woman in her mid-twenties and her toddler. The child, a young boy, wore nothing more
than a diaper and appeared to be less than a year old.
When I glanced down at
the boy, he began talking to me.
Not baby talk.
The boy used complete
sentences. He asked me what I did for a
living and asked if I had attended college.
I was shocked by his language skills.
“A little college,” I admitted. “I
am, more or less, an electrician. How
old are you?”
“I am two years and one
green pepper old,” he responded.
I found myself
immediately baffled. First, the boy
looked much younger than two years old, but he spoke more like an adult. Secondly, what did “green pepper” mean?
I turned to his
mother. “I’m very impressed with your
son. He’s sharp! What does he mean by two years and one green
pepper old?
His mother smiled. “When he turned two, we planted a green
pepper plant. A single green pepper grew
on the plant. We ate the pepper the
other day.”
--Mitchell
Hegman
Surreal! Fascinating story. Wish I could remember my dreams as vividly as you do yours.
ReplyDeleteI only recall snippits. But they are pretty odd.
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